Behind them, Wu Qiuyun, Yan Yuchu and others were struggling to contain their laughter, their faces twitching with the effort. Betting a teorite Gold Vein on a few broken boxes was sothing only Yuan Tianbo could do. They felt as if they could hear the sound of "ding dong, ding dong" water... coming from Yuan Tianbo’s head.
"Are you sure you won’t regret this?" Mu Hanyan found it funnier the more she thought about it and casually picked up a teorite Gold Ore, weighing it in her hand before teasingly asking Yuan Tianbo.
"Quit nagging, here, take this." Hearing Mu Hanyan’s question, Yuan Tianbo thought he had cald down a bit and realized sothing was off, fearing he’d regret it. Yuan Tianbo hastily wrote out a betting contract, signed and sealed it with his thumbprint.
Mu Hanyan wasn’t worried Yuan Tianbo would go back on his word, but having a contract as evidence was certainly better, so she imdiately signed and sealed it too without hesitation.
What Mu Hanyan didn’t know was that a large group of people had followed them in, and at the very back of the crowd, two people had also entered. These two were none other than Ye Lanfeng and Jin Yuguang. Jin Yuguang had followed Ye Lanfeng to watch the fun, engrossed and occasionally muttering comnts. Initially, he was full of questions about why the adult had quietly left the Capital without Brother Bing and the others, taking only him without even knowing where they were headed. Later, once he understood, he was torn because the adult actually ca to watch Mu Hanyan, the Big Playboy. Eventually, his indecision gave way to interest, and if not for the fear of missing the excitent, he would have followed his usual practice of buying a pack of roasted chestnuts to eat while watching.
Even further from Mu Hanyan’s knowledge was a pair of burning eyes at the back of the crowd, following her every move.
"Your turn again?" Mu Hanyan naturally handed over the ore in her hand to Ling Baobao and asked.
"Alright, let try again." Taking the ore from her, Ling Baobao was eager to try and then proceeded to make the hand gestures.
Yuan Tianbo had a smirk on his face. To lure more gamblers into his trap, all the ores in the hall had been pre-selected for a higher chance of refining teorite Gold, probably around one to two percent. Of course, most of them were of very low quality. Even if gamblers chanced upon a win, they were still guaranteed profits, spurring the interest of other gamblers.
In contrast, the ores stacked in the mining field had not been screened, with chances of refining teorite Gold less than one in a thousand. For Mu Hanyan to bet on teorite Gold ten tis in a row was nothing short of a pipe dream.
At this mont, Yuan Tianbo couldn’t imagine that he was about to start dreaming but not a sweet dream. It was going to be a nightmare.
This ti, Ling Baobao thought nothing extra, she closed her eyes, cleared her mind, and intuitively perford a series of hand gestures.
A white light flared like a burning firework, revealing a splash of colorful hues on the gray surface of the ore.
"Glazed Gold, his luck is really off the charts, he actually won Glazed Gold again." Sighs of awe from the gamblers around filled the air.
"I did it, I finally did it." Ling Baobao was dancing with joy, both thrilled and excited.
Although Glazed Gold paled in comparison to the earlier pieces in terms of quality, it was still genuine teorite Gold and definitely within the terms of the bet. More importantly, he had refined it on his own.
Ling Baobao’s eyes brimd with tears. In the past few months, he wracked his brains, spending countless efforts unable to harness the power of the hand gestures. This ti, under the guidance of Mu Hanyan, he succeeded on his first try. Of course, only he knew his excitent was different from that of the others.
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