151: What? The number one gambling god of the Dragon Kingdom is personally betting against Lin Pei?
The crowd gasped in amazement.
"The God of Gamblers Wang Feng mentioned, it couldn't be Chen Qing, could it?"
"Who else could deserve the title of God of Gamblers? Of course it's him."
"Back then, he was invincible in this casino, defeating Gods of Gamblers and Saints of Gamblers from all over one by one. He is the publicly recognized number one God of Gamblers in all of Dragon Country."
"Lately, I haven't heard of him gambling with anyone because he simply has no rivals, and no one dares to gamble against him anymore."
"The God of Gamblers cherishes his reputation and doesn't easily gamble with anyone now. Can Wang Feng actually invite him?"
"Hiss, I think I really did see Chen Qing come over today..."
"..."
While everyone was speculating, Wang Feng had already gone upstairs and knocked on the door of a private box.
When he entered the casino this morning, he saw Chen Qing go inside.
In fact, he had seen Chen Qing enter this box several times, guessing he was practicing gambling skills with some old friends.
Forget about being able to invite him; he and Chen Qing were actually total strangers.
Or rather, he knew Chen Qing, but Chen Qing likely didn't know him.
The reason he dared to come and invite him was entirely due to his unrivaled innate advantage: thick skin.
At this moment, someone opened the door, looking like one of Chen Qing's lackeys.
"Who are you?"
Wang Feng spoke truthfully.
"I am our Dragon Country's famous vocal artist, the Heavenly King of Song, Wang Feng. I'm sure you've all heard of me?"
"I have an urgent matter and wish to see the God of Gamblers, Mr. Chen."
The lackey simply shook his head.
"Wang Feng? Never heard of him."
"What do you want with my Big Brother?"
Wang Feng looked embarrassed.
He doesn't even know me? This brother is too ill-informed, isn't he?
"Cough... it's like this. There's someone named Lin Pei downstairs who won billions from me in less than half an hour."
"I want to ask the God of Gamblers to come out of retirement and help me play a round against him."
The lackey curled his lips as if he had heard a joke.
"Billions in half an hour? If you're going to make something up, make it believable. Even my Big Brother didn't have such a record back in the day."
"Among those who come to ask Big Brother to come out, you are the most dishonest. It's one thing to impersonate a Celebrity, but you even fabricated these times and amounts."
Wang Feng was a bit stunned.
He was so damn wronged.
He hadn't been this damn honest in decades.
The time and amount couldn't be more real; he was just short of mentioning the spare change.
And what? With his stylish and artistic vibe, does he not look like a Celebrity? Not like a vocal artist?
This is simply outrageous!
The lackey didn't seem to want to hear Wang Feng's defense.
"My Big Brother doesn't take these kinds of requests now. Please leave."
Just as he was about to kick him out, Chen Qing's voice came from inside the box.
"Yun-zai, let him in."
With his Big Brother's permission, the lackey had no choice but to let Wang Feng in.
Just now, Chen Qing had received a phone call.
Someone reported to him that there was a high-stakes gamble of billions in the casino today, and the winner was a Young Man around twenty years old.
Going all-in every round without a single loss—it sounded even more dashing than he was in his prime.
He heard that some people on the scene were already calling him the "God of Gamblers."
If this Young Man becomes the "God of Gamblers," then what is he?
So the reason he was meeting Wang Feng wasn't because he wanted to accept a request to gamble against the Young Man on his behalf.
He was going to gamble against that Young Man for himself.
After all, there can only be one God of Gamblers.
When Wang Feng entered the box, Chen Qing was sitting on a French sofa chair smoking a cigar.
Seeing Wang Feng, he narrowed his long, thin eyes.
"Tell me every detail of your card game with that Young Man, including what cards were drawn in every round."
...Downstairs, new people kept flooding into the casino, and there were still many of Lin Pei's fans inside.
There were also quite a few fans of Lau Tak Wah and Yu Hua.
After signing a few books for Yu Hua, a sudden exclamation reached his ears.
"Holy crap, did Wang Feng really invite the God of Gamblers?"
"Good God, it really is him. Coming to the casino today, even though I didn't gamble much, it's more exciting than if I had."
"I didn't expect Wang Feng to have a connection with the God of Gamblers. Man, if the God of Gamblers personally steps in, Brother Lin is in trouble."
"You could say that whether it's a big or small bet, no matter who he gambles against, he has never lost."
"Yeah, otherwise how could he be worthy of the title 'God of Gamblers'?"
"..."
Lin Pei looked up and saw a man in a white suit, about fifty years old, coming downstairs ahead of Wang Feng.
Wang Feng looked smug as he pointed at Lin Pei.
"God of Gamblers, it's him."
His luck was just good today.
He was originally worried that with the little money he had left, Chen Qing wouldn't help.
As it turned out, Chen Qing didn't mention money at all and directly agreed to come out.
Hmph, it seems this Lin Pei won't be arrogant for much longer.
Chen Qing saw Lin Pei and narrowed his eyes slightly.
Though the person was young, his aura was powerful and his temperament calm, making even him feel a slight sense of pressure.
But he was an old hand after all, and his expression didn't change.
"Mr. Lin? Hello, I am Chen Qing."
"I heard your gambling skills are excellent. I wonder if I might have the honor of playing a round with you?"
Lin Pei reached out and shook Chen Qing's hand.
"Mr. Chen, you're too kind. I am at your service anytime."
"However, I'm used to playing big—all-in on the chips. You don't mind, do you?"
It seems this is the real God of Gamblers of Dragon Country.
He really wanted to see when the system's 'King of Gamblers' met the God of Gamblers, which one was the true king.
Chen Qing smiled.
"Of course I don't mind. I also like to play big."
After the two sat down, even more people crowded around the table, truly packing it tight.
Many of the onlookers were Lin Pei's fans, and everyone was a bit anxious.
"Oh dear, this is our Dragon Country's God of Gamblers. Brother Lin can't gamble like he did just now."
"Right, at least play a bit smaller. Otherwise, won't he lose everything in one go?"
"If he loses everything in one round, he'll indeed be more miserable than Wang Feng was just now."
There were also many at the scene who just wanted to see the drama unfold.
"Billions for one round? And against the God of Gamblers? This is even more exciting than before."
"The Young Man is truly a newborn calf unafraid of tigers. He probably hasn't heard of how this God of Gamblers Chen across from him conquered the Macau casinos back in the day, has he?"
"He's still too young. Plus, after winning those few rounds, he's probably floating on cloud nine. Wang Feng at least has a pair of leather pants left; if the Young Man continues to gamble in a bit, he might have to hock his clothes."
"Wait, didn't you see the Young Man's performance just now? A billion-dollar gamble without even blinking, and winning every round. Even Chen Qing might not have performed like that back then."
"He's just young and impetuous. Anyway, I don't have high hopes for him."
"..."
After the Dealer dealt the cards, Lin Pei pushed all his chips forward again, still going all-in.
Even with Chen Qing's massive assets, he was momentarily startled.
What Lin Pei was betting wasn't tens of thousands, but hundreds of millions.
He didn't even blink. This Young Man really is extraordinary.
However, Chen Qing had seen many young people who knew how to gamble over the years; didn't they all end up defeated by him?
Chen Qing didn't look at his cards; he just glanced at the table in front of Lin Pei and then smiled.
"How about I just show my cards directly?"
Lin Pei turned the ring on his finger and nodded politely.
"After you."