Tycoon War God Chapter 418: Betting Life!

Ten billion!

For them, that was an astronomical sum of money!

Forget ten billion; even one hundred million was beyond what anyone present could produce.

And yet, Lin Mu had only taken out a single card. When he had pulled them from his pocket earlier, it was clear he had more than one! This ant that Lin Mu had several Supre Emperor Cards, each with a ten-billion overdraft limit!

"This..."

Everyone was utterly stunned. They never imagined that the person they thought was the poorest was, in fact, the richest among them. This revelation caused their faces to turn pale, and a hint of fear even flickered in their eyes.

What is Lin Mu's background?

"Not only that," the manager said, his voice slightly hoarse, "each holder of a Supre Emperor Card must possess over fifty billion in fixed assets."

HISS!

Everyone gasped again, their gazes fixed on Lin Mu, filled with utter shock.

Fifty billion for just one card? With so many cards on him, just how massive was Lin Mu's fortune?

"Impossible!" Feng Yang shot to his feet. "This is absolutely impossible!"

He slamd his palm on the table and pointed at Lin Mu. "Him? A Supre Emperor Card? I don't believe it!"

"Manager Wu, are you sure you're not mistaken?" Feng Yang stared intently at him. "Perhaps soone deliberately made fakes. It's possible you wouldn't know, right?"

"That's right!" Yang Zi chid in. "The card is definitely fake! How could he possibly have one, let alone several?"

"I suspect he's just putting on a show to deceive us all!"

Clearly, aside from Qin Luoli, no one else believed the Supre Emperor Card Lin Mu had produced was real. A ten-billion overdraft limit and fifty billion in fixed assets... it sounded fake and completely unbelievable.

"That's not possible!" Manager Wu asserted confidently. "I've seen a Supre Emperor Card once before, so the mory is still vivid!"

"And..." Manager Wu said, stroking the card, "the Supre Emperor Card is impossible to counterfeit. Its material is special, and each card has a unique mark tied only to its owner. It's even integrated with fingerprint, retinal, and genetic recognition functions. Forgery is absolutely impossible!"

"What if he stole it?" Feng Yang challenged. "Manager Wu, you said it has unique recognition features. If it was stolen, wouldn't it be unusable?"

"Exactly!" another man with glasses chid in. "If he stole it, how would we know?"

"Yeah, I bet he stole them!" Yang Zi accused, pointing at Lin Mu. "He didn't just steal them; he faked them! Otherwise, how could one person have so many cards?"

Manager Wu hesitated. "In principle, that's impossible. Why would the owner of such a valuable card ever let it get stolen?"

"Manager Wu, I still think you should check it carefully to avoid being deceived," Feng Yang said nonchalantly. "It's no big deal for us, but if your restaurant gets scamd, you, as the manager, will also be held responsible."

The hint was blatant. Manager Wu couldn't miss it. He took a careful look at Lin Mu, but he didn't match any of the young masters from Jiangling's prominent families that he could recall. Moreover, Lin Mu was dressed plainly. Although he had a decent aura, it was vastly different from that of the scions of wealthy families. The more Manager Wu looked, the more his suspicion grew.

"What is wrong with you all?" Wenwen couldn't stand it any longer. "He kindly invited you to dinner, and you're here doubting him. What are your intentions?"

Feng Yang retorted, "Wenwen, don't be angry. We just want to be clear. If the card is fake, we can change our order before the food arrives and avoid an awkward scene later."

Wenwen sneered. "And what if it's real?"

"It can't be real!" Feng Yang snapped, sounding flustered.

This Wenwen! She always used to be so respectful, calling 'Class President' this and 'Class President' that. But today she dares to talk back to for an outsider? How infuriating!

"I also believe it can't be real!" Yang Zi declared. Because of her feelings for Qin Luoli, her impression of Lin Mu had already soured. This guy looks like a total country bumpkin. How could he possibly have such a valuable card?

"What if it is real?"

Lu Jia spoke up. She rarely spoke, but when she did, her words always carried a firm conviction. Even Feng Yang didn't dare lose his temper with her.

"If it's real, I..." Feng Yang thought for a mont before slamming the table again. "Then I'll eat this table!"

Everyone looked at Feng Yang with surprise, then glanced at Qin Luoli, and suddenly understood. So Feng Yang is deliberately trying to embarrass Lin Mu in front of Qin Luoli.

"You'll stand by your words?" Lin Mu, who had been silent, finally spoke, his gaze locked on Feng Yang.

Lin Mu's eyes were deep, and a faint azure divine light flickered within them, resembling a brilliant, starry sky that could make one lose themselves in its depths. Feng Yang involuntarily shuddered, a sense of inexplicable fear creeping over him.

"Class President Feng Yang is a man of his word!" the man with glasses imdiately chid in. "But what if the card is fake?"

"If it's a fake..." Lin Mu began, but Feng Yang imdiately cut him off.

"Then you'll divorce Qin Luoli! How about it?!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of Lu Jia, Wenwen, and the others changed drastically.

How could Feng Yang be so malicious?

"Class President Feng Yang, aren't you going too far?" Qin Luoli said, her voice icy as anger surfaced on her face.

She didn't care how Feng Yang and the others looked down on or mocked Lin Mu, but to use their marriage as a wager... Feng Yang was simply despicable.

"Darling, don't be angry." Lin Mu squeezed Qin Luoli's hand. His eyes flashed with a cold light as he stared without a trace of warmth at Feng Yang. "I will not wager my marriage with Luo Li."

Feng Yang's face twisted. "Are you scared?"

"No," Lin Mu said, shaking his head. "But if you insist on a bet, we can wager sothing else."

Feng Yang sneered. "And what do you propose we bet?"

"Let's bet our lives."

The declaration shocked the entire room. Even Qin Luoli's expression shifted, and she gently shook her head at Lin Mu. He, however, simply smiled, though his smile was cold.

Lu Jia and Wenwen's eyes trembled as they stared intently at Lin Mu. This man would rather bet his life than wager his marriage with Luo Li. How deep and sincere must his love be to make a man go to such lengths for a woman?

At that mont, Lu Jia felt a sudden pang of envy toward Qin Luoli.

"I think... maybe we should just drop it?" Zhou Tao stamred. "We're all classmates. There's no need for this."

"A bet it is!"

At this point, Feng Yang was blinded by rage. With everyone watching, he couldn't back down. His eyes were bloodshot, like a gambler who had lost everything. Gritting his teeth, he snarled, "I'll bet my life against yours!"