The Most Powerful Overlord

Chapter 387: The Use of Fifty Thousand Dollars

The next morning, Wang Jiao called Ye Qingtian several times, asking him to join the Wang Family for a meal, but Ye Qingtian completely ignored it.

In the end, Du Yun personally interceded, and Ye Qingtian agreed to go.

Wang Zhenshan specially rented an inconspicuous car and came with Wang Jiao to pick up Ye Qingtian.

It wasn’t out of hospitality; Wang Zhenshan was cunning, fearing that the moment Ye Qingtian stepped out, he’d be targeted by the Zheng Family.

"They’re staying here?"

Upon arriving at the small motel where Ye Qingtian was staying, Wang Zhenshan frowned.

"Yeah, I just randomly found them a motel online, didn’t expect it to be this lousy. Seems like Ye Qingtian’s master isn’t that wealthy, staying in such a shoddy place!"

Wang Jiao shook her head as well.

"Call them out. If people know that the patriarch of the Wang Family is coming to such a place, it would damage my reputation."

Wang Zhenshan said.

Wang Jiao nodded and made the call.

Ye Qingtian and Shen Huamo came out soon after.

"Ye really has good fortune, to be with such a young and beautiful master."

"But soon, this master of his will meet a tragic end."

Wang Zhenshan sighed from the front seat.

"Ye even said that this great beauty is his servant, it’s laughable."

Wang Jiao chimed in.

"Ah, young people these days, all they know is to boast and show off. Clearly a servant of someone else!"

Wang Zhenshan shook his head.

Getting into the car, Wang Jiao said, "Ye Qingtian, this is my father, the patriarch of the Wang Family, one of the four major families in Chinatown, Iceland."

Ye Qingtian gave an indifferent "Oh," showing no reaction.

To Wang Zhenshan, it seemed Ye Qingtian was frightened.

After all, the Wang Family is renowned in Chinatown, so it’s normal to be scared.

"Ye Qingtian, do you know your master hit Young Master Zheng?"

Wang Zhenshan asked.

"Yes, I know. So what?"

Ye Qingtian asked nonchalantly.

"My Wang Family ranks fourth among the four major families in Chinatown. You hit Young Master Zheng, and his family is even more terrifying, ranking third!"

"Your master hit him, the Zheng Family won’t let you off!"

Wang Zhenshan stated.

"It’s just the Zheng Family, not worth my attention."

It was Ye Qingtian speaking.

Wang Zhenshan snorted coldly, muttering, "A mere servant, daring to speak such presumptuous words."

Then, he ignored Ye Qingtian and turned to Shen Huamo, "May I know your surname, miss?"

"Shen."

"Miss Shen, I advise you to take your servant and leave Iceland as soon as possible." Wang Zhenshan advised.

"Whether I stay or leave, it’s not your place to meddle in."

Shen Huamo said indifferently.

"You don’t have to go back, but I hope when the Zheng Family asks, you don’t mention knowing us. Of course, in return, I will give Miss Shen this amount."

Saying that, Wang Zhenshan took out a check for fifty thousand USD.

Shen Huamo nearly laughed out loud.

She was once the first lady of Tianjing, a mere fifty thousand dollars is nothing, an outright joke.

Moreover, now as a servant to Ye Qingtian, even a hundred billion wouldn’t be appealing.

"Do you really want to disassociate from us?"

Shen Huamo asked.

"Indeed!"

"Fine, I agree. But when you come asking for our help, we won’t recognize you."

Shen Huamo accepted Wang Zhenshan’s check.

Wang Zhenshan was overjoyed, yet simultaneously disdainful: "Beg you? Just a woman and a servant! Besides, if fifty thousand solves everything, hmph..."

Soon, Ye Qingtian and Shen Huamo got out of the car without going to the meal.

"Master, the Wang Family is desperately trying to dissociate from you, should I reveal your identity to them?"

Shen Huamo asked.

"No need, this way is fine too. If they hinder you, you aren’t obliged to spare them."

Ye Qingtian said with his hands behind his back.

Shen Huamo nodded.

"You know what to do with that fifty thousand, right?"

Ye Qingtian asked.

"Rest assured, Master, I know what I’m doing. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have taken their money."

Shen Huamo replied.

At this moment, a loud voice rang out: "Finally found you!"

The newcomers were from the Zheng Family.

"These few ants I’ll leave to you, I’m going to the casino to see if there’s any useful information."

With that, Ye Qingtian yawned and walked towards the casino.

"Damn it, kid, stop right there."

The Zheng Family Martial Artist shouted.

"Your opponent is me!"

Shen Huamo said.

Upon hearing this, they took a closer look at Shen Huamo, each one stunned by her beauty.

Fairy descended to earth, untainted by the mundane, devastatingly beautiful!

This was the impression the Zheng Family Martial Artists had of Shen Huamo.

"Beauty, come back to the Zheng Family with us and sincerely apologize. Maybe then our patriarch will forgive you."

"Apologize? Sorry, I know many things, but I don’t know how to apologize."

Shen Huamo said leisurely.

"Then we can’t be blamed! Attack!"

The Zheng Family Martial Artists made their move!

The Zheng Family Martial Artists met a tragic end!

In the blink of an eye, five half-step Martial Masters and one Martial Master were killed by Shen Huamo.

"Sigh, if you’re this weak, don’t come courting death, seriously."

Sighing, Shen Huamo swiftly followed after Ye Qingtian.

...

The busiest street in Iceland, King Street, is bustling at all times.

At the end of the street, a towering building rises, known far and wide as the Heaven-tier Gambling House, also called Little Las Vegas.

It receives about 30 million visitors annually, with a net profit of roughly 1 billion USD.

Inside, there is a supreme secret chamber that requires a card issued by the casino to enter.

Only a hundred people worldwide are eligible to enter.

Entering there undoubtedly places one on a higher plane, becoming the envy of many.

Ye Qingtian arrived at the Heaven-tier, casually strolled inside.

Soon, Shen Huamo caught up with him.

"Master, we only have this ten thousand dollar check, is it enough?"

"If it’s not enough, you can bet yourself." Ye Qingtian said casually.

Hearing this, Shen Huamo felt uneasy, this man really means what he says!

Walking inside, it’s unbelievably luxurious, dazzlingly spectacular, with breathtaking decorations, spacious and bright, with wisps of smoke wafting around.

The shouts of men, the screams of women, the light or heavy sound of poker cards falling on the table, the gentle yet vigorous clatter of dice, all could be heard clearly.

Soon, a mixed scent of various perfumes and money filled their noses, invigorating them instantly.

Waiters in tuxedos walked back and forth professionally, one hand holding a drink tray, the other behind their backs.

Additionally, red-haired women, blonde women, and women from various countries in short skirts kept winking flirtatiously.

Ye Qingtian glanced at the casino’s monitoring system, smiling slightly.

Such a monitoring system is like a Celestial Eye to ordinary people, but to him, it’s child’s play.

Shen Huamo first went up to politely decline the waiters’ warm greetings and offer of entry into the VIP room.

The two arrived in the main hall.

"Master, you have extraordinary talents in the Martial Arts Dao, how are you in a casino?" Shen Huamo asked.

"Doubting my ability?"

"No, I wouldn’t dare!"

Shen Huamo quickly silenced herself, having witnessed it once in Huaxia Southern Region.

With deep and profound eyes, Ye Qingtian glanced around the main hall, seeing that dozens of gaming tables were packed.

Soon, personnel prepared a new gaming table.

This gaming table had four staff members, including a dealer, two assistants, and a recorder.

"Huh, a fragment of a treasure map."

Ye Qingtian noticed a gambler carrying a parchment on them, which turned out to be a fragment of a treasure map.

"Go exchange for a chip, I’m going to win them all."

Ye Qingtian instructed.

Shen Huamo quickly finished exchanging for chips, but hesitated internally, questioning how he planned to win everyone over with just one chip.