Chapter 115
Chapter 114: Cross-Dressed Wei Wei
The next day, a gentle wind blew in the early morning.
World renowned Armament City, situated at the summit of Ash Mountain, hosting the entire Divine Continent's largest armament convention.
Reportedly, all of the world's most talented armament masters were concentrated here.
It's also been said that here, you didn't know what kind of people you'd meet. Perhaps even an unremarkable old lady could tell whether or not an armament was good or bad.
For armament masters, this place was the heaven among heavens.
However, even in heaven, there was a gambling den.
"Place your bets and remove your hands, place your bets and remove your hands!"
The gambling den was a gathering bustling with a cacophony of noise and excitement, faint white haze, everywhere floated dust that had not seen sunlight for a long time.
All different shapes of people, from all different backgrounds and cla.s.ses, some standing some sitting, their pair of eyes fixed motionlessly at the covered bowl on the tabletop as their mouths were shouting. "Small, small, small!"
(translator's note: they're playing a very popular Chinese game called 'sic bo, or 'tai sai'. These players are guessing whether the sum of three die will be a small number ie.4-10, or big ie. 11-17. Triples don't count.)
Holding onto the bowl, the ends of the person's mouth raised slightly as he extended his hand to remove the cover.
"Horse sh*t! How is it big again!" A person wearing an outfit of white brocade wiped at the sweat on his forehead. With one look, one could tell it was the kind of anger that came from losing as he gripped the money in his hand and roared. "Your daddy can't believe this bad luck! I'm betting small, continue betting small!"
This person angered from losing was none other than the distinguished (wIth sarcasm) playboy overlord of Armament City. He was originally merely sixteen or seventeen years of age. There were even two little shallow dimples on his cheek, and could've easily been taken as a studious senior high school student in modern times.
Once he finished speaking, only a bang was heard, as he extended his hand to place those fragments of silver on top of the word 'small' on the game table.
Unexpectedly, a paper fan suddenly obstructed his hand.
"This brother, are you certain that you want to place it on 'small'?"
Having heard that, the little tyrant turned his head to look around, and only saw a young man appearing in front of his face that could only have come from a painting. That person was utterly handsome and light-hearted, with a fair face, shapely eyes which looked up slightly, dyed with a trace of devilishness.
"Why would you care what I bet on!" That person angered from losing just felt annoyed, especially when what he hated most was this kind of good-looking, mild tempered, domesticated guy. So he then also spoke rudely immediately after!
But, what he didn't antic.i.p.ate was that that person only looked at him and smiled as he extended his hand and retrieved his fan. After that, his wrist turned and placed the money in his hand on the 'big' symbol directly in front of that person's face!
The angered from losing tyrant frowned as he turned his head to glare at the other person.
"Place your bets and remove your hands, place your bets and remove your hands now!" The banker shaking the dice bowl's voice was exceptionally pleasant to hear. As his long sleeves waved around, the dice bowl shook dazzlingly.
Finally, a thump sounded!
The hand was removing the cover!
"Small, small, small, come to your daddy, small!"
"Five, five, four, big!" The banker very agilely declared, then collected his money, divided it in half, and pushed that away to the young man who was as beautiful as jade.
As that young man took the pieces of silver, the smiling expression at the corners of his mouth became even more p.r.o.nounced.
Following that, whenever the little tyrant bet on 'small', the other party bet on 'big. Whenever the little tyrant bet on 'big', the other person bet on 'small'.
In any case, her bet would be the opposite of that angered from losing little tyrant's bet.
After over a full dozen or more rounds, the money on the n.o.ble young man's side grew more and more, while the little tyrant's loss was enough to turn heaven upside down!
At this time, the little tyrant also became aware of something. Finally, he also didn't place his bets and only watched that n.o.ble young man place his bet.
Each and every single round was won by 'him'!
Gradually, the little tyrant's young and handsome face changed from annoyance into admiration, and finally, he was so overwhelmed that he opened his mouth and uttered an emotional sigh.
As if his own goal had been reached, the n.o.ble young man collected the money on the table, and with the paper fan faced up, planned to leave.
The little tyrant immediately followed after!
And not just him, even those imperial guards behind him waiting upon him also took another astonished glance before they promptly ran up.
That young man let the fan drop to the side of his leg and and languidly yawned, as if sensing that there were people following behind, yet didn't point it out, and only the smile at the mouth reflected a small trace of shrewdness.
The little tyrant saw that the person almost disappeared. Blus.h.i.+ng, he yelled loudly. "Hey!"
That young master's thin lips curved before turning his head around. "What's up?"
"Cough." The little tyrant placed his hand by the side of his mouth and probably intended to have himself appear a bit more mature, so he even dropped his voice to the deepest level possible. "How did you know when to bet 'big' and when to bet 'small'."
That young master smiled, his appearance picturesque. "Out of ten gamblers, nine are cheaters. Have you heard of this?"
"Of course this young master has heard of it!" The handsome youngster harrumphed coldly, then once again took a glance at that young master, and said arrogantly in a very lovable way. "It's only that this young master still doesn't know how to put it to use, so forget it."
Speaking so confidently about something he didn't know about, really, enough of that!
The n.o.ble young master almost slipped underfoot as the ends of his mouth twitched.
"Hey." When the beautiful youngster spoke again, he totally gave off a kind of utterly refined and handsome appearance. "If you pa.s.s on to me all that you know, this young master will give you lots and lots of money, how about it?"
He must learn all of these things. That way, when he met 'that person' again, he finally wouldn't be losing every time!
n.o.body knew that as the beautiful youngster looked down, at the corners of his eyes streaked a murderous aura that someone at his age simply shouldn't possess.
"I don't want money." The n.o.ble young man's voice slowly transmitted over. "However, I actually can teach you free of charge, what 'ten gamblers, nine cheaters' mean."
"Oh?" The handsome youngster's brows jumped, as he also smiled. "That's actually very interesting. How do you plan on teaching this young master?"
The n.o.ble young man moved forward one step, as his thin lips hinted at something profound. "After two days, Young Master Wu Shuang should be holding a little compet.i.tion here. It's for the purpose of being able to find a suitable owner for that armament of his. Right now, a lot of people are certain that Helian Jiao Er will definitely win."
"Helian Jiao Er?" The handsome youngster's pupils constricted absent-mindedly. "That capital's number one beauty that was designated to be Third Prince's consort?"
The n.o.ble young man's eyebrows jumped, and replied smilingly. "That's right, it's her."
"After that, then what?" The handsome youngster slowly opened his mouth. "Could it be that there's someone else even more awesome than her?"
The n.o.ble young man's thin lips opened. "Of course there is."
"For example?" The handsome youngster's pair of eyes narrowed.
The n.o.ble young man smiled as he said. "Helian Wei Wei."
"That good-for-nothing?" The handsome youngster intuitively knitted his brows.
The n.o.ble young man stroked the bridge of his nose, sigh, didn't expect that her fame was so widespread. Even the son of the master of a place as far as Armament City knew of her.
That's right, this elegant and graceful n.o.ble young man was none other than the one who had exhausted all of the money she had with her to be able to quickly arrive at Armament City, Helian Wei Wei!
She stood there with her delicate features and outstanding manners.
Even though the cross-dressing her wasn't the woman that at that time gave people a feeling that's incomparably breathtaking, but based on her appearance, it's already enough to be considered as refined as jade. When walking through a crowd, she could attract the attention of no small number of young girls.
"Why are you not speaking now?" The handsome youngster's eyebrows jumped in confusion.
Wei Wei gently coughed once before replying. "It's because everyone mistakes Helian Wei Wei to be a good-for-nothing that when the moment comes, we will be making even more money……"
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