Killed Them, So What?

Under the eyes of the gathered gamblers, Bibi Dong said, "A Yi, you bet on small and I'll bet on big. That way, we're bound to win, right?"

"Tch..." The gamblers around them voiced their disdain in unison. "Yes, young master," Huang Tieyi replied.

Huang Tieyi placed a Gold Soul Coin on both big and small. The dealer saw Bibi Dong exploiting a loophole but could do nothing about it. After all, there was no rule saying only one person in a group of friends or relatives could play.

The other gamblers placed their bets. The dealer shook the dice cup, rattling the three dice inside, then slammed it onto the table with a crack.

"Big! Big! Big!" Bibi Dong chanted along with the gamblers who had bet on big, her eyes full of anticipation. The calls for small were much quieter.

With every eye on the table, the dealer lifted the cup. Three, four, five—twelve points. Big.

"Yes! I won!" Bibi Dong said excitedly.

"Congratulations, young master," Huang Tieyi said with great respect.

Bibi Dong took back her Gold Soul Coin and tossed one to Huang Tieyi. "Use this to place a bet."

"You win and I lose, young master. We'd only break even. Why don't we try something else?" Huang Tieyi suggested.

"No. I know how to play now. You don't need to bet alongside me this time." Bibi Dong placed a Gold Soul Coin on big.

The dealer shook the cup and set it down. This time, when he lifted it, the dice showed three, four, five—twelve points. Big. Bibi Dong had truly won a Gold Soul Coin.

She took the two Gold Soul Coins and said to Huang Tieyi, "A Yi, let's try another game..."

Fight the Landlord, Pai Gow, Leaf Cards... Bibi Dong picked them all up quickly. Each time she won for real, she moved on. Her winnings were small, but drops of water made a river; she had already amassed fifty Gold Soul Coins.

Bibi Dong and Huang Tieyi arrived at the billiards tables. She watched how people played and how they won or lost. Just as she was engrossed, she felt someone squeeze her backside. She spun sharply and seized the offending hand.

"You've got some nerve, touching my backside! You're asking for death!" Without hesitation, Bibi Dong snapped his wrist and threw him to the floor.

She looked at the man writhing in pain, disgust filling her eyes.

"What's wrong with you? How dare you smear my friend's name..."

"Exactly! You're not even a woman. Why would my friend touch your backside?"

"You're just looking for a fight. My friend's hand is ruined. Pay us a hundred Gold Soul Coins, or this isn't over!"

Several hot-blooded young men in their twenties denounced Bibi Dong with righteous indignation. She glanced at Huang Tieyi, helplessness in her eyes. These idiots. I want to kill them too!

"Young master, don't bother reasoning with them. Let's deal with them directly..." Huang Tieyi stepped forward, fists flying. One punch each sent them all to the floor before any of them had a chance to release their Martial Souls.

Bibi Dong looked at the five men lying unconscious on the floor, then at the culprit clutching his wrist, now scared witless. "Kill them," she said coldly.

"Yes, young master. I'll drag them out and deal with them now," Huang Tieyi said evenly.

"Hey, you two brats. Killing people in my establishment—do you really think so little of me?" A fat man with a fleshy face and large ears walked over, a cigar clenched between his teeth.

"He touched my backside. That gave me every reason to kill him. If I kill him, I kill him. I don't need to spare anyone's feelings." Bibi Dong met the casino owner's gaze without backing down. "If you want to stand up for them and save face, you'll die too."

"Hahaha... It's been a long time since I've seen a brat this arrogant." Yamamoto Juroku burst into hearty laughter at Bibi Dong's words. He released his Martial Soul, and a Wild Boar appeared beside him. Six Soul Rings rose beneath his feet: white, yellow, yellow, purple, purple, and black.

Bibi Dong looked at the Soul Emperor before her and said casually to Huang Tieyi, "A Yi, can you kill a Six-Ring Soul Emperor without releasing your Martial Soul?"

"Easily. It's a simple job." Huang Tieyi looked unruffled. "You don't want to reveal your identity? We could take this casino for you while we're at it. Then you'd have plenty of spending money."

"No. If I reveal my identity over something like this, my teacher will beat me." The thought of Qian Xunji roaring at her made Bibi Dong shake her head at once.

"All right, then..." Before Huang Tieyi could finish, Yamamoto Juroku cut him off. "Brat, I don't give a damn who you are. You think you can use your identities to push me around? Dream on! First Soul Skill: Invincible Charge!"

Yamamoto Juroku's muscles bulged as he barreled toward Huang Tieyi like a cannonball. Facing the Wild Boar's charge, Huang Tieyi raised his hand and threw a punch.

Bang! Yamamoto Juroku went flying. He crashed into several gamblers and then a table before coming to a stop. He spat a mouthful of blood, his face pale, and glared furiously at Huang Tieyi and Bibi Dong. "Who are you? How can you be this strong...?"

"You aren't qualified to know who we are." Huang Tieyi rolled his neck from side to side, flexed his wrist, and spoke coldly. "I didn't expect you to take a punch so well. The next one will send you to meet your great-grandmother."

"Sir, I was wrong! I know I was wrong! Please don't hit me again. I'll hand over everything I own—my life too. Please, don't hit me..." Watching the cold-eyed Huang Tieyi approach step by step, Yamamoto Juroku dropped to his knees and begged in fear.

"Young master, he's already like this. Do we still kill him?" Huang Tieyi pointed at the Space Ring Yamamoto Juroku held out in both hands.

"Kill him, and his things will still be ours," Bibi Dong said flatly. "What's the difference?"

"True. There's no difference." Huang Tieyi nodded and gave Yamamoto Juroku a cruel smile. "You'd better have something worth telling us. Say something that can save your life..."

"I... I..." Yamamoto Juroku felt certain he was about to die. Fear gripped him so tightly that his trembling voice could form no words.

Huang Tieyi stepped forward and struck the crown of Yamamoto Juroku's head with his palm, sending him to the next world. His body fell to the floor, and the Space Ring rolled from his hand.

Huang Tieyi picked up the Space Ring, then walked over to the unconscious young men. Without hesitation, he snapped their necks and used Soul Power to shatter their internal organs.

Soon, a Red-Clad Deacon from the Spirit Hall Branch entered with several Soul Masters. He looked at the dead Yamamoto Juroku, then at the dead young men. "What audacity. They offended our honored guests, so they got what they deserved. Drag the bodies out and dispose of them..."