"I'll just borrow one million," Liu Yuemei said. She wasn't a habitual gambler—she still had some sense left.
"A million? Can't your husband just send it over? We checked—his debt ratio is high, but his cash flow is substantial too," the staff member said, looking at her with disdain.
Liu Yuemei scratched her head awkwardly.
"Fine, I’ll take 10 million then."
Soon, the loan was processed, and Liu Yuemei returned to the tables with 9 million in chips.
At the gambling table, the dazzling colors slowly consumed her vision.
She won more than she lost—but her wins were small, while her losses were devastating.
Bit by bit, her 10 million dwindled to almost nothing.
Only then did she snap out of her daze, a cold sweat breaking down her spine.
A young man nearby spoke up.
"Big sis, I think this casino might be rigged."
"Rigged?"
"Yeah. Look—everyone here wins when they bet small but loses big. So I was thinking… why don’t we team up and slowly win it all back?"
Liu Yuemei realized he was right.
She wasn’t stupid enough to outright accuse the casino of cheating.
Anyone who could run a place like this wasn’t to be trifled with.
"Alright, let’s do it. But I’m out of money—can you lend me some?"
"Sis, what are you saying? Gambling pits even fathers against sons—let alone siblings. Just take out another loan. We know the pattern now—we’ll win it all back in no time."
Liu Yuemei thought it over and agreed. She borrowed another 10 million.
Only then did Brother Dao send Lin Ran a message:
"The fish is hooked."
Half an hour later, Liu Yuemei lost again.
The thought of having already lost over 20 million terrified her.
Then, a man claiming to be a professional cheat approached her.
"Madam, I’m exposing the casino’s scam. Want to help me?"
"How?"
"Place a bet for me. I’ve found a loophole, but I need the dealer to slip up to catch her. So this next round, we’ll have to lose."
"But I don’t have any money left."
"Take a loan."
Liu Yuemei hesitated. Was this really okay?
But then she remembered the 20 million she’d already lost—and her hesitation vanished.
If she kept going, she might still turn things around. But if she quit now, how would she repay the loans?
Another half hour passed, and Liu Yuemei was stunned once more.
"My apologies, madam. This old man misjudged earlier—I didn’t catch their trick."
"You—!" Liu Yuemei was furious.
Then another man stepped forward.
"Old Xu, I actually spotted it. But I’ll need your cooperation."
...
By midnight, Liu Yuemei was beyond reason.
Again and again, she fell deeper into the trap—until she owed a staggering 100 million.
What she didn’t know was that the entire casino had been working against her alone.
Soon, reality hit her like a brick wall—she couldn’t borrow another cent.
"I… I took out a hundred million here?"
The staff pulled out the contract and pointed at her signature.
"See for yourself if you don’t believe it."
Liu Yuemei scanned the documents, her heart sinking with every line.
The truth dawned on her, leaving her numb.
Just then, Brother Dao reappeared.
The moment she saw him, Liu Yuemei begged.
"Brother Dao, please—just a little more. I’ll win it all back!"
Brother Dao shook his head.
"You’ve hit your limit. Now it’s time to repay."
"Repay what?"
"The rules—all loans must be settled before leaving. Of course, many can’t pay after losing. If you can’t, have someone bring the money. Otherwise… I’ll have to take something from you. An arm buys you three days."
Though meek in front of Lin Ran, everyone knew Brother Dao was a notorious figure in the underworld—a man who’d committed half the crimes in the penal code.
Liu Yuemei stammered, "I… I…" but no solution came to mind.
Finally, her eyes flickered, and her tone shifted.
"It’s you! You’re the ones cheating!"
Brother Dao’s expression darkened instantly. He gestured around the room.
"Interesting. Lose money and blame me? I run an honest business. In all these years, no one’s ever caught me cheating. Go ahead—check. If you find proof, I’ll refund you 100 million. But if you don’t, not only do you repay the debt, you’ll compensate me too."
Trembling, Liu Yuemei had no choice but to search for evidence.
But how could she find any? Even a professional cheater wouldn’t spot anything—because there was no cheating.
Her losses came from the setup and sheer gambling, not tricks.
A seasoned player might’ve avoided the trap, but for an amateur like Liu Yuemei, it was foolproof.
She should’ve been honored—so many people orchestrating a scheme just for her.
Defeated, she returned.
"Well? Find anything, Ms. Liu?"
Of course, she hadn’t. All she could do was plead.
"Brother Dao, please… don’t tell my husband."
Brother Dao wasn’t about to indulge her.
"Sure. You’re my guest—repay the debt, and you’ll still be welcome here."
"But I don’t have that kind of money! You… why don’t you help me collect what’s owed first? Once I have the money, I can win back what I lost!"
Brother Dao nearly laughed. Was this woman insane?
Instead of repaying, she wanted to gamble more?
"The money is already mine. As for the remaining 50 million—you’re paying it back."
This was all part of Lin Ran and Brother Dao’s plan. The moment Liu Ruxue leaked to Wang Bao that Lin Tianba had repaid his debt, Lin Ran had foreseen this.
Did the Liu family really think they could keep what they’d taken?
Dream on.
Liu Yuemei’s eyes widened.
"That’s my money! How is it yours?"
Brother Dao slapped her hard, shutting her up instantly.
"You dare argue with me when you’re the one in debt?"
Liu Yuemei didn’t fight back. Terrified of men like Brother Dao, she could only sob and beg.
"I really don’t have the money… please, let me go."
Seeing her on the verge of breaking, Brother Dao prepared his final move.
"No money? Then I’ve got another way for you to repay me."
"What way?" A glimmer of hope flashed in her eyes.
"This place isn’t just for gambling. Upstairs, you can earn money too. Want to try?"
Liu Yuemei frowned, sensing something ominous.
"How?"
"By doing #!@%…"
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
