"Who said we'd gamble with you like that?"
Before Xu Taiping could speak, Xuanyuan Xueluo flatly rejected Zhou Liang's proposal.
As she saw it, although Xu Taiping had won last time, luck was something no one could predict. There was no need to stake his life on it.
"But Miss Xue Luo, our Gambling Den will be closing in another half an incense stick's time."
Zhou Liang set down the handful of silver pieces and idly stirred them as he looked at Xuanyuan Xueluo with a smile that did not reach his eyes.
"Then we'll come back tomorrow!"
Xuanyuan Xueluo sensed that Zhou Liang seemed somewhat out of sorts, and instinctively grew wary.
Almost simultaneously, Elder Zhang and Xu Taiping caught an unusual fragrance that only outsiders like them could smell.
"Young master, there's the aura of a Demonic Beast in this Gambling Den."
Elder Zhang sent his voice to Xu Taiping.
"For this aura to appear at precisely this moment, could it be..."
As Xu Taiping communicated with Elder Zhang, he turned his gaze toward Zhou Liang.
"A Demonic Beast cannot conceal its aura when using spiritual power. Could it actually have been sending a voice transmission to someone just now?"
Elder Zhang suddenly realized something.
From what they could tell, that someone was very likely Zhou Liang.
"Miss Xue Luo, you really are an important person with a short memory. Gambling Dens in Seven Sages Town aren't allowed to open during the five days before the Iron Armor Arena begins."
Just then, Zhou Liang spoke again.
Xuanyuan Xueluo's brows immediately knitted tightly at his words.
Zhou Liang was right. To prevent the townspeople from gathering to gamble on the Iron Armor Arena, Gambling Dens were forbidden to open during the five days before it began.
"Miss Xue Luo."