But the boy still had his pride.
Knowing he had caused trouble, he did not dare go back on his word and demand it back.
After all, if he did that, he would never be able to hold his head up in the capital's social circles again.
Watching Chu Youning put away the little bundle, the boy spoke again.
"Wait! Let's make one more bet!"
Chu Youning looked at him and could not help laughing:
"Young man, have you ever heard this saying? A gambling dog keeps gambling until, in the end, it has nothing left."
"By wagering an imperial gift today, you've already put your family over the fire to roast. And now you still can't accept defeat and want another bet... aren't you afraid that if you lose anything else, your ancestors' coffin lids won't stay shut in the dead of night, and they'll crawl out to give you a beating?"
The boy's eyes flickered. He knew that once he went home today, he would get at least one serving of whip-fried flesh, but he still refused to admit defeat. "One last round! Just tell me whether you dare! If you say you don't dare gamble anymore, we'll end today's cockfight right here!"
"Exactly! Just tell us whether you dare!"
With their leader shouting challenges beside them, his followers naturally swarmed forward.
"Oh."
Chu Youning nodded lightly, then let her gaze wander over the young men and women around her, a brilliant smile spreading across her face.
"Sure. For this last wager, let's bet... the official hats on the heads of every participant's fathers and elder brothers. How does that sound?"
The moment she said that,
the entire place fell silent.
Little Wukong and Jiang Heng exchanged a look, an inexplicable unease creeping into both their hearts at