[Fantasy] Hunting the Fragrant Kingdom (Complete) - 13

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Chapter 60 Nighttime Pleasure

The Butterfly Prince felt the woman's legs were incredibly smooth and pink, and his groin felt as soft and slippery as warm jade…

For some reason, the Butterfly Prince felt a momentary daze, and when he came to his senses, his hand had actually pulled aside her thin gauze panties…

While the woman was enjoying herself, she didn't forget the Butterfly Prince. One of her small hands quickly unzipped the Butterfly Prince's pants and slipped inside, awkwardly pulling down his underwear. Under the pull of those smooth, warm hands, the Butterfly Prince felt a chill below his waist…

The woman's small hands moved up and down rapidly, bringing the Butterfly Prince an unparalleled stimulation and pleasure.

You must know that in this dimly lit bar, the Butterfly Prince was actually engaging in mutual "handjob" with a woman—this kind of stimulation was even more exciting and pleasurable than directly with a virgin beauty.

No one in the room noticed the two men's actions under the table...

Butterfly Prince hadn't expected the noblewoman before him to be so tight, perhaps even a virgin wouldn't be this tight, clearly inexperienced in sexual pleasure...

At this moment, Butterfly Prince's mouth went dry. Although this woman was likely using her hands for the first time, her movements still somewhat clumsy, her hands were warm and smooth. Even without true sexual experience, Butterfly Prince was certain that one of her hands was more than enough to rival the beauty of many women.

Above the table, the peculiar dominoes slowly opened, and under the gamblers' gazes, a dazzling crystal chip lay quietly.

The gamblers were stunned for a moment, then suddenly everyone cheered...

The noblewoman's body trembled violently, and a captivating light shot from her phoenix eyes beneath her mask...

Butterfly Prince felt his zipper finally being pulled up by the alluring noblewoman before him, and he couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief. He wanted to withdraw his hand from under the noblewoman's skirt, but she grabbed it.

The Butterfly Prince was momentarily stunned, glancing at the noblewoman with a look of surprise.

However, the noblewoman's gaze was no longer on him, but fixed on the strangely unfolded dominoes. ...A wry smile crept onto the Butterfly Prince's lips. He hadn't expected this woman to have such a voracious appetite!

But it wasn't surprising. Although the Butterfly Prince couldn't see, just by the feel of her skin, he could sense that the woman... was undoubtedly covered in pubic hair. It was quite normal for such a woman to have such a strong desire!

While the Butterfly Prince was lost in thought, someone slapped him hard on the shoulder. A burly man with a dark face and a thick beard, his eyes gleaming with excitement, waved a check in front of the Butterfly Prince and grinned slyly, "Brother, interested in playing a game?"

The Butterfly Prince looked up at the bearded man, wondering if there was a trap.

For a moment, the Butterfly Prince hesitated, not agreeing.

It wasn't that the Butterfly Prince was afraid of losing money, but rather afraid of winning and having his special ability discovered!

Moreover, tomorrow is the God of Gamblers Tournament, and countless gambling masters from all over East Asia are gathered in Macau. Perhaps a "gambling god" is lurking in this little bar. While warily watching the dark-faced, bearded man, Butterfly Prince secretly withdrew his fingers from the wealthy woman's body and wiped them on the silk cloth beside the table.

"Oh!"

Just then, the wealthy woman suddenly felt as if all the energy had been drained from her body, and a deep moan escaped her delicate lips.

"See, she's agreed! Let's find a place to begin!"

The dark-faced, bearded man gave her a provocative look, which infuriated Butterfly Prince. If it weren't for his reservations about this incredibly bustling and mysterious city, Butterfly Prince would have already punched him.

Perhaps the wealthy woman sensed the man's provocation, and it took her a while to recover from her extreme pleasure. Meeting such a handsome young man today was the most enjoyable experience of her life as a conman. Perhaps because she had felt so good, she wasn't opposed to giving this handsome young man some money to let them have a game!

"What's wrong? Don't you want to play with him?"

The beautiful woman parted her luscious red lips slightly, a hint of spring flush on her pretty face, and spoke to Butterfly Prince in a coquettish voice, taking out a brand-new check from her small handbag on the gambling table.

"Hehe, since you put it that way, sister! Anyway, I lack nothing but money. I'll play whatever I want! Even if I lose money, I can make you lose it all!"

Upon hearing this, Butterfly Prince gave the woman a seductive wink, smiled wickedly, and looked contemptuously at the dark-faced bearded man, mocking him.

"Hehe, little brother, you're so funny! Let's find a quiet place, it's too noisy here!"

The lady chuckled, covering her mouth. She then glanced at the men and women drinking, flirting, and chatting, shook her head slightly, and said calmly.

"Follow me!"

The dark-faced, bearded man glared at Butterfly Prince and said in a low voice, then swayed his tall, imposing body forward.

The lady, pulling Butterfly Prince along, followed behind him like a dragon in flight.

In that instant, Butterfly Prince realized that the lady was actually a hidden master!

The dark-faced, bearded man led Butterfly Prince and the lady to a large gambling den, a room that was quite spacious, probably four or five hundred square meters. It was fully equipped with all kinds of gambling equipment: dice, slot machines, mahjong machines, even Russian roulette, and various elegant chess sets.

Macau truly is a gambler's paradise; this was probably just an unknown small casino. If it were a large, government-run casino, it would likely be dozens of times larger!

"How's it going! Pretty lively here, huh! The people who come to gamble here are all super players! We're even more extravagant than the big casinos! If you don't believe me, you can see the wins and losses in each round – it's all calculated in thousands and tens of thousands! We even have checks to pay!"

The dark-faced, bearded man boasted smugly to Butterfly Prince and the wealthy woman.

"Heh, I don't know how to play these games. And the gambling equipment here is a bit too limited!"

Butterfly Prince suddenly realized that this man had gone to so much trouble to lure him and the wealthy woman here; he must have some ulterior motive. He sneered inwardly and said,

"Young man, I somewhat admit we have limited gambling equipment. But the money our players make is definitely more than anywhere else! Our Little Lejia Casino has the biggest prestige. If you don't believe me, take a few rounds and see for yourself. I'm not just bragging. If I were, my little brother wouldn't be up to par, and I'd be destined to never be able to play with women!"

The dark-faced, bearded man said with a sly grin, his eyes almost squinting together. To Butterfly Prince, it looked like a smug, self-satisfied smirk.

Butterfly Prince, of course, wouldn't easily believe his one-sided story. He wandered around the casino a few times and found that every gambling machine was surrounded by people, all shouting out wins and losses. Large sums of cash were won or lost in each round, but the currency they were exchanging for was Hong Kong dollars or US dollars.

"Boss, a rich lady brought two million-dollar checks to gamble today! She was just picking on some rich guys at the bar, and now she's been tricked into coming here by Big Black. Hehe, Big Black made her lose without her even knowing how. Boss, Big Black's commission should be at least ten thousand today!"

The dark-faced, bearded man then slipped into the manager's office, smugly reporting his "achievements." "If she just left those two checks here, I'd give you twenty thousand, let alone ten thousand! Well done. If we can lure more spendthrift rich ladies, resentful women, and mature women like that, our Little Joy Casino can become Big Joy Casino."

At this moment, a man with a face that didn't resemble a man took two puffs of marijuana, then chuckled as he embraced a beautiful woman. "Pah! Can't even handle a woman, needs marijuana for stimulation, what kind of fun is that!"

Big Black, with a respectful expression, slowly retreated, closing the door behind him, then inwardly cursing.

Big Black went downstairs to the casino lobby, where a wealthy woman was already playing a dice game. This kind of game had a nickname at Little Lejia Casino: "Quickly to Die!"

Because these devices were controlled by electromagnets. When the dealer played, they could freely control the dice roll by pressing a button, and of course, they could also control the rolls other players wanted! For example, if a player wanted a low roll, the dealer would stop the roll when it reached a high. If a player lost all interest, they would suddenly let them win once or twice, giving them a taste of success, before immediately changing their strategy and continuing to bet heavily! Because every player who lost had the mentality of trying to recoup their losses.

It's well known that "nine out of ten gamblers are cheating," and players who genuinely win through legitimate means are extremely rare, practically impossible.

"Little brother, let's try somewhere else! I sense something's wrong here!"

The wealthy woman frowned after losing a check. She seemed obsessed with the beautifully patterned dice, but every time she bet, she lost without exception, each time by more than ten thousand yuan. Reluctantly, she said to Butterfly Prince in a coquettish voice, her heart filled with resentment.

Everyone has a tendency to fantasize about winning again after a single win, so getting caught up in gambling is to be expected.

"Sister, how much money do you have left?"

Butterfly Prince asked the wealthy woman, his brow slightly furrowed.

"Little brother, that's all I have,"

the woman said, pulling out all the checks and cash she had on her person and stuffing them into Butterfly Prince's hands.

"Over 11.3 million?"

Butterfly Prince glanced down, his heart skipping a beat. He cursed the wealthy lady before him for being so damn rich; could she be a "killer"?

"Hmm."

Butterfly Prince nodded slightly, expressionlessly slamming the checks down, betting on "small"!

Seeing Butterfly Prince bet over 10 million, the gambling table fell silent instantly. The "banker" broke out in a cold sweat; clearly, he wasn't an experienced player!

The wealthy lady's beautiful eyes flashed with a strange light as she looked at Butterfly Prince.

"Open it! Open it now! You're not cheating, are you? Is there a rule against increasing bets?"

Butterfly Prince, feigning smugness, loudly mocked the "banker."

Several gamblers, who had initially thought Butterfly Prince had some skill, were now seeing him as a desperate gambler! They all shook their heads disdainfully, betting on "big," while a few cunning individuals followed Butterfly Prince, betting on "small" in hopes of getting lucky.

The "banker" glanced at the betting chips on the table; the total was nearly twenty million. His breathing quickened, his face flushed with excitement, and a cunning glint flashed in his eyes.

"Hey! How is this possible?"

The "banker" slumped to the ground, his face ashen. All his profits from the morning were gone, and he probably wouldn't get his "perfect attendance bonus" at the end of the month.

The dark-faced, bearded man glanced at Butterfly Prince and the noblewoman, then quietly slipped out the back door.

Butterfly Prince and the noblewoman exchanged all their chips for checks, then walked hand-in-hand, swaggering out of the Little Joyful Casino.

Just as they reached the door, the noblewoman forcibly pulled Butterfly Prince away, hailed a taxi, and sped off. At a street corner, the noblewoman dragged Butterfly Prince out of the car and quickly disappeared into a bar called "Nighttime Pleasure."

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61 One Dragon, Two Phoenixes

When Butterfly Prince entered the bar, he discovered that both men and women were wearing various masks, reveling in the dimly lit environment. The wealthy woman seemed immediately infected by the atmosphere, quickly taking out a new mask from her bag and putting it on. Then, she took a men's mask from a beautifully packaged plastic bag and handed it to Butterfly Prince.

It seemed everyone needed to relax; if the Little Joy Casino came knocking, this was probably the most suitable hiding place.

As soon as they sat down, the wealthy woman first praised Butterfly Prince, then stuffed a check for ten million into his pocket. Next, she reached out her delicate, smooth hands, took Butterfly Prince's hand, and slipped it under her skirt.

After all, everyone here was wearing masks; it was like a masquerade ball. …Suddenly, a seductive moan escaped the wealthy woman's red lips, and her body trembled violently. With just a slight touch, she immediately reached the peak of pleasure in Butterfly Prince's hands.

Butterfly Prince hadn't expected the wealthy woman to reach her peak of pleasure so quickly.

Just as Butterfly Prince was about to speak, all the lights in the hall suddenly went out. Thick curtains blocked the view, making the hall almost pitch black.

Before Butterfly Prince could figure out what was happening, he felt a pair of smooth, delicate hands slide down his clothes and onto his chest, frantically caressing his body.

Butterfly Prince froze for a moment, then a delicate, exquisite body rushed into his arms.

By the familiar scent, Butterfly Prince knew that the woman in his arms was the mysterious noblewoman he had just offered himself to twice.

The noblewoman breathed warmly on Butterfly Prince's ear, whispering, "Little brother, come and cherish your sister."

Butterfly Prince heard a clear, melodious voice, like a nightingale's song, a stark contrast to his previous hoarse voice.

Butterfly Prince instinctively placed his hand on the noblewoman's rounded buttocks, slowly caressing and kneading them.

The noblewoman, seated on Butterfly Prince's lap, wrapped her arms around his neck and ripped off his mask. In the instant he was stunned, her glistening red lips silenced him with a kiss.

She deftly slipped her hand into his mouth.

Butterfly Prince snapped out of his daze, sighed softly, and began to explore the noblewoman's near-perfect body…

Her moans echoed in his ears.

His large hands slowly lifted her skirt, gently caressing her plump buttocks. A piece of fabric, already soaked, covered her ripe, rounded bottom and her most enchanting place… Butterfly Prince slowly cupped her parted buttocks and gently sat down.

Both the Butterfly Prince and the noblewoman shivered simultaneously. The noblewoman whispered in the Butterfly Prince's ear, "It's been so long since I've done this, little brother, you must be gentle with me!"

These words were like oil added to the Butterfly Prince's burning desire. With a "thud," the Butterfly Prince slammed his hand down on the noblewoman's plump buttocks...

The Butterfly Prince and the noblewoman both let out a high-pitched groan, revealing boundless pleasure and satisfaction. Groans echoed around them, clearly indicating that everyone was doing the same thing.

The Butterfly Prince hadn't expected the noblewoman's vagina to be as tight as a virgin's. Just as she had said, it had probably been several years since she had done this.

The noblewoman felt as if her body was being torn apart, the pain even more intense than the first time, yet after the pain came boundless satisfaction.

The Butterfly Prince whispered in her ear, mimicking the frivolous charmers of the pleasure quarters, "Sister, your body is so tight, so beautiful!"

The noblewoman let out a soft moan, her head resting on the Butterfly Prince's shoulder, too shy to speak.

The Butterfly Prince cupped the noblewoman's ample buttocks, slowly rising and falling, each thrust eliciting a soft moan from her.

Time, lost in the sea of desire, always flies by. The Butterfly Prince lost count of how many times he brought the noblewoman to that blissful climax… The noblewoman's body was now limp, devoid of her previous tiger-like spirit.

The Butterfly Prince let out a long breath, suddenly sensing another soft, smooth body press against him, licking his back like a serpent…

The Butterfly Prince stiffened, let out a soft groan, and asked, “Who are you?”

Feeling the exquisite body pressed against him from behind, the Butterfly Prince's mind was clear. Although he couldn't see the other person, just from their seemingly skilled yet incredibly clumsy flirting techniques, he knew they were definitely not from the pleasure quarters.

What further confirmed his judgment was the woman's fresh and pure aura, the unique virgin fragrance emanating from her body, enough to show that this woman was not as wanton as she appeared.

“Don't worry about who I am, if you're a man, then come with me!”

A clear, gentle voice rang in the Butterfly Prince's ear.

Hearing this, the Butterfly Prince's heart trembled violently.

He didn't know who this woman was, or why she had so casually given her virginity to someone who was practically a stranger like him.

The mysterious woman seemed extremely shy, only uttering that one sentence before falling silent...

This woman was definitely a virgin!

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The woman sitting in his lap trembled violently, clearly in excruciating pain from losing her virginity.

Suddenly, the Butterfly Prince, through a skirt, lifted the woman's perfectly sized, smooth buttocks and began to move them up and down...

This woman was quite stubborn; despite the Butterfly Prince's rough treatment, she managed to clench her teeth and not make a sound.

Having tormented the mysterious woman in his arms for an unknown amount of time, Butterfly Prince suddenly let out a low growl…

At the same time, the mysterious woman let out a high-pitched moan…

Butterfly Prince was sitting there enjoying the afterglow when suddenly the woman in his arms slowly stood up and left his body.

Butterfly Prince hurriedly reached out to grab the woman, but grasped at empty air. He couldn't help but ask, "Who are you?"

There was no response; only various lewd whispers came from the surroundings.

"Don't worry about it. That little girl was probably some rebellious young lady. Since she doesn't want you to know her name, just consider it a beautiful dream. When you wake up, everything will be gone!"

A fragrant scent wafted over, and the noblewoman put the mask back on Butterfly Prince, speaking softly.

Hearing this, Butterfly Prince shook his head with a wry smile; clearly, the noblewoman had noticed everything that had just happened.

"Bad sister, are you the same?"

Hearing the noblewoman's words, Butterfly Prince reached out and grabbed the noblewoman's plump buttocks, kneading them roughly with a sense of venting.

“Yes, everyone here wears a mask. No one knows the other’s background, so they can be so uninhibited. But back in reality, perhaps he is a loving father, or perhaps she is a pure and inviolable noblewoman. It’s all like a dream.”

The noblewoman paused for a moment, then sighed deeply.

“Everyone lives behind a mask. I’m afraid what they show here is their truest selves!”

Butterfly Prince sighed upon hearing this.

“In any case, you are my first after being kept. I hope you will be my last!”

The noblewoman chuckled and gently stroked Butterfly Prince’s cheek with her smooth, jade-like hand.

Butterfly Prince smiled bitterly and remained silent. He thought to himself that he and this noblewoman would probably never see each other again. Even if they did meet, it would be a scene of strangers meeting face to face. He didn’t quite believe that a woman of her age could endure loneliness.

“Master, do I really have to kill him?”

A beautiful girl with a ponytail looked at her master and birth mother with pitiful, tearful eyes and asked in a trembling voice.

“Daughter, that man is the first man in your life. Only by killing him can you completely sever the threads of your seven emotions and become a qualified assassin in our ‘Rose’ sect. This is a trial, and also a rule passed down from ancient times. Your master killed your own father in the same way. Daughter, don’t be afraid. Just take this poisoned rose thorn and gently pierce that man’s heart. Just a gentle touch will do. Go, your master will wait here for your victorious return.”

A cold and beautiful noblewoman with long flowing hair looked at her beloved daughter, whom she had raised since childhood, with a pair of captivating eyes that shone with doting affection, and spoke softly.

“Master, is it possible that from ancient times to the present, no ancestor has ever become a ‘Dark Night Rose’ without doing this?”

The beautiful girl looked at the cold and beautiful noblewoman with a last glimmer of hope in her pitiful eyes, full of expectation.

“No. Daughter, don’t think nonsense. Go and kill that man.”

The cold and beautiful noblewoman shook her head slightly and urged her softly.

"Master, I have one last thing to ask. Can you grant my request?" Upon hearing this

, the beautiful young woman's eyes sank into utter despair, yet a sliver of emotion remained as she gazed at the cold, aloof noblewoman, asking softly. "Speak," the cold, aloof noblewoman, already aware of the young woman's thoughts, replied calmly. "Master, I want to call you 'Mother.' Mother, you must wait for your daughter's return." The beautiful young woman sweetly called out to the cold, aloof noblewoman, then swiftly took the poisoned rose thorn from her hand, and gracefully departed. In the instant she turned away, a breathtaking smile bloomed on her exquisite face, a smile that could eclipse all flowers and dim the sun and moon. Two streams of cold tears slid down the cold, aloof noblewoman's beautiful face, landing in her jade-like palm and shattering into pieces. "Actually, daughter, what I want to tell you is that all the masters who didn't do this throughout history met a tragic end." The cold and beautiful noblewoman murmured to herself, her beautiful eyes blurred with tears as she watched the delicate girl's beautiful figure disappear. The Butterfly Prince was strolling alone through the streets of the Macau night market when suddenly a beautiful girl, sobbing uncontrollably, ran towards him with her head down. Instinctively, the Butterfly Prince recognized her at a glance as the girl he had shared a passionate encounter with not long ago.

"Would you give me something?"

The beautiful girl looked at the Butterfly Prince with wide, tearful eyes, asking in a pitiful voice.

"Yes."

The Butterfly Prince looked at the girl who pained his heart and said firmly and decisively without hesitation.

Chapter 62 Mother and Daughter's Hearts Reunited

"Would you even give me your own life?"

The tearful girl looked at the Butterfly Prince's gentle and loving gaze. His warm hand gently caressed her face, feeling so warm and comfortable. The tearful girl stared deeply at the Butterfly Prince's face with wide, tearful eyes, and asked him in a trembling voice with heartbroken pain.

"I would."

Upon hearing this, the Butterfly Prince was stunned at first, then he smiled. His sunny smile completely melted away all the loneliness, pain, resentment, and coldness in the tearful girl's heart. The Butterfly Prince's lips parted slightly, and he softly uttered three words that made the tearful girl's heart tremble. The

tearful girl also smiled, but her smile was one of heartbreak and despair.

Because the poisonous rose thorns on the tearful girl's body had sunk to the root into the Butterfly Prince's heart.

The Butterfly Prince could have easily dodged; if he so desired, he could have temporarily halted the flow of space within a ten-mile radius.

The lightning speed that the tearful maiden possessed was as slow as a snail's crawl in his eyes.

Yet, the Butterfly Prince did not dodge. On one hand, he sought to win the maiden's affections; on the other hand, he was testing the strength of his body and power, verifying whether he was truly immune to all poisons and immortal.

Pain, excruciating pain, surged from the Butterfly Prince's heart. Black, foul-smelling blood rapidly flowed from his ears, nose, eyes, and mouth.

The tearful maiden wept, heartbroken and devastated. Did she want to cry out all the tears she had shed in her life? Her delicate hands tightly embraced the Butterfly Prince's waist, nestled against his warm chest like a little bird, listening to his ceasing heartbeat.

"Daughter, he's dead. Let's go."

The aloof noblewoman appeared silently beside the tearful girl, speaking coldly.

She glanced at the young man she had spent the night with, sighed softly, and reached out a breathtakingly beautiful hand to gently pluck the "rose thorn" from the Butterfly Prince's chest.

"Master, let me do it."

The tearful girl wiped away her cold tears, her beautiful face icy, a final glimmer of tenderness in her eyes. She tiptoed and kissed the Butterfly Prince's dark purple lips.

"Hey, little darling, what's that? It hurts so much."

The girl's hand was quick, but another hand was even faster. The Butterfly Prince reached out and pulled the slowly turning green rose thorn from his chest, smiling slightly as he asked the aloof girl.

"Ah!"

The aloof noblewoman and the aloof girl exclaimed simultaneously, their voices like a clear, melodious stream, a mountain spring, plaintive and poignant, making the Butterfly Prince's heart tremble.

"You're not dead!"

The aloof noblewoman snapped out of her daze, her delicate voice sharp and cold. She swung her palm, transforming it into a blade, swiftly aiming for Butterfly Prince's throat. As her palm flew, a dark jade blade flashed out, hurtling towards Butterfly Prince's heart with a sharp, deadly whistling sound.

"Slow, too slow! Noblewoman, could you 'go faster' a little more? Again!" The

aloof noblewoman was unaware that her slashing hand had been gently grasped by Butterfly Prince's warm hand. A roguish smile played on his lips as he gave her two suggestive glances, laughing as he spoke.

"Master, let me help you!"

A strange light flashed in the cold girl's beautiful eyes. With a delicate shout, she moved like a butterfly, her hands and feet slashing and hacking at Butterfly Prince's chest and abdomen.

"Slow, too slow, my darling, can you 'faster' a little more? Let's do it again."

Almost the same words rang in the cold girl's ears. Before she could react, she was already being held and kissed by the Butterfly Prince.

"Monster!"

The cold and beautiful noblewoman cried out with a strange expression, pulling the cold girl up and transforming into two jade shadows, quickly disappearing into the bustling city.

After running for more than twenty miles in one breath, the cold and beautiful noblewoman, still shaken and terrified, pulled the cold girl to stop and rest for a while.

"Sister, little darling, aren't you running too slowly? Assassins are supposed to 'fail with one strike and flee a thousand miles away,' how come you and my little darling have only run less than twenty miles?"

The Butterfly Prince's lazy voice rang in the ears of the cold and beautiful noblewoman and the cold girl again.

"You, you're not human!"

Upon hearing this, the cold and beautiful noblewoman's body trembled violently, and she looked at the Butterfly Prince floating in mid-air with despair, exclaiming in shock.

"Sister, how do you know I'm not 'human'?"

The Butterfly Prince was taken aback, then habitually stroked his long hair, asking the aloof noblewoman with a wicked air.

The aloof noblewoman's face changed drastically upon hearing this, her pretty face turning deathly pale, her beautiful eyes flashing with terror.

"Husband, if you're not 'human,' then what are you?"

The icy girl's pink cheeks flushed with two charming blushes, her beautiful eyes looking at the Butterfly Prince shyly, asking in a coquettish voice.

"Hmm, darling, guess?"

The Butterfly Prince came to the icy girl's side, reaching out to embrace her slender and lovely waist, giving her a light kiss on her pink cheek, teasing her.

"I can't guess."

The icy girl then uttered a sentence that made the Butterfly Prince utterly speechless.

"So silly! Sister, can you guess?"

The Butterfly Prince extended his left hand to the aloof noblewoman, asking with a laugh.

"I can't guess either."

Upon hearing this, the aloof and elegant lady paused for a moment, then obediently stepped forward, letting the Butterfly Prince embrace her slender waist. She nestled against his shoulder like a little bird, mimicking her daughter's submissive nature, and said softly.

The Butterfly Prince, speechless, picked up the two women and swiftly moved them to a luxurious presidential suite in a hotel. He lay back on the large bed and chuckled at the two women, saying, "What are people who can fly? They're just immortals! You can't even guess something this simple."

The aloof and elegant lady and her daughter were shocked, their eyes wide with disbelief as they looked up at the Butterfly Prince.

"What's so surprising about that? In a couple of days, I'll take you to the heavens to see for yourself. When I ascend to the celestial realm, you can become immortal, eternally youthful fairies,"

the Butterfly Prince brazenly deceived the two women.

The aloof mother and daughter were stunned again upon hearing this. Then, their faces lit up with joy as they pushed Butterfly Prince onto the bed and pinned him down.

The three of them—Butterfly Prince, the aloof mother, and the daughter—engaged in a frenzied, passionate lovemaking, their moans, gasps, and growls blending into a wild, intoxicating symphony of passion. "This can't be! Sister, little darling, you don't even have names, only the code name 'Rose'!"

Butterfly Prince exclaimed, his mouth agape as he embraced the aloof aloof woman and the icy girl's soft, fragrant bodies. "Your assassin's guild is so unlovable! I'll go and destroy 'it' in a couple of days!" "

Really?"

Upon hearing this, the aloof young woman frowned slightly, her beautiful voice captivatingly sweet as she asked,

"It's true." "Really,"

the Butterfly Prince replied decisively.

"My lord, are you really...?"

The elegant noblewoman's expression changed slightly upon hearing this. She grabbed the Butterfly Prince's hand, which was groping between her legs, and asked sweetly.

"Guess?"

The Butterfly Prince casually remarked, instantly turning the elegant noblewoman and the aloof young woman pale.

"Sister, darling, what are you thinking? I'm not some ancient monster who's lived for thousands of years. I'm only eighteen this year! It's just that your husband is a cultivation genius that only appears once in ten thousand years! Others cultivate for hundreds of years and still aren't as strong as my husband in a year. How about that, isn't your husband amazing!"

The Butterfly Prince continued to seduce the noblewoman and her daughter with smug satisfaction.

"Who said you're an old monster who's lived for thousands of years? My master just wanted to say you're a bit abnormally powerful!"

The cold-faced girl snorted, her pink nipple on her breast being pinched hard by the Butterfly Prince's fingers. She blushed and bit the Butterfly Prince's chest, playfully scolding him.

"Ah!"

The Butterfly Prince cried out in pain, abruptly getting up and pinning the cold-faced girl beneath him…

The next afternoon, the Butterfly Prince transformed the cold-faced noblewoman and the cold-faced girl into one, opening their eight extraordinary meridians, making them formidable assassins!

Of course, the Butterfly Prince was also afraid that if he couldn't protect the two women, the "Blood Killer" of the Assassin's Guild would come knocking, and he wouldn't be able to withstand them, perishing. That's why he spared no expense in using his Yin-Yang power to transform them.

"Sister Huan'er, Sister Le'er, brother will take you to the Venetian Hotel to earn some money selling clothes."

Ignoring the objections of the cold-faced noblewoman and the cold-faced girl, the Butterfly Prince forcibly named the mother and daughter. The surname Ye is a tribute to the night Xiao Fei spent with them at the "Nighttime Joy" bar. The aloof, elegant woman is named Ye Huan, and the cold, aloof girl is named Ye Le—such vulgar names could only have come up with by the Butterfly Prince.

The Venetian Macao is a resort invested in by the Las Vegas Sands Group, with an investment of approximately 200 million yuan. This diversified resort features 3,000 luxury rooms and large-scale entertainment, convention, shopping, sports, entertainment, and leisure facilities, including an 110,000-square-meter convention center. The hotel is located on the Cotai Strip in Macau and has 39 floors.

Right now, the Butterfly Prince is shamelessly playing slot machines on the first floor of the hotel with Ye Huan and her daughter Ye Le!

"Yay! Another grand slam!"

Ye Le clapped and cheered loudly again. Ye Huan just smiled slightly, then picked up the box to collect the coins. This is a high-class place; one coin can be exchanged for over 80 yuan.

"Sister Huan'er, how many slot machines have we won big on?"

After only a few rounds, the slot machine had run out of steam again, and Butterfly Prince asked Ye Huan in a soft, frustrated voice.

"Just one more to reach a hundred."

Ye Huan gave Butterfly Prince a captivating wink and said sweetly.

"In that case, let's win one more and then stop."

Butterfly Prince glanced around to make sure no one was watching, then lowered his voice to Ye Huan and Ye Le.

"Sir, please come to the eighteenth floor. Welcome to our shop, sir. This is just a small token of our appreciation."

A handsome man with silver-rimmed glasses, with a humble smile, appeared at the intersection and bowed politely to Butterfly Prince.

"You're welcome. I've bought clothes, and the money's here. Sister Huan'er, Sister Le'er, let's go to the eighteenth floor."

Butterfly Prince took the check from the manager-looking man, didn't even glance at it, and casually stuffed it into Ye Le's delicate hand, laughing as he spoke.

"Brother Butterfly, why is it only one million US dollars? Haven't we won almost ninety million RMB already?"

Ye Le's face immediately turned cold upon seeing the number on the check. She asked in a disgruntled voice, her icy gaze towards the bespectacled man as sharp and chilling as an ice blade.

Seeing this, a flash of surprise crossed the bespectacled man's eyes. Then, with a humble smile, he gave Ye Le an apologetic one and gestured to Butterfly Prince with a bow.

Chapter 63 Ethereal Bliss

"My darling Ye Le, this is the rule of 'one in ten' in gambling."

Butterfly Prince wrapped his right arm around the angry Ye Le, kissed her cute pink lips, and then relaxed his shoulders with a laugh.

Although Butterfly Prince wasn't a gambler, he knew the rules of gambling, and he possessed terrifying strength surpassing even the God of Gamblers!

"Hey, you bespectacled guy, where are the security cameras on this floor? I can't find them. Next time you come, you have to destroy the cameras before you gamble, otherwise you won't win any money at all."

The Butterfly Prince, with Ye Huan and her daughter Ye Le on either side, enjoying their blissful moment, asked the bespectacled man.

"Sir, you're too kind. If you win tonight's God of Gamblers competition, you probably won't even look at these two small coins in the slot machine,"

the bespectacled man said, his expression changing slightly, quickly forcing a smile at the Butterfly Prince.

"I'm not joking."

Upon hearing this, Butterfly Prince's face suddenly darkened, and he said coldly, "Anyway, there are over ten thousand slot machines here. I can come every day and win a thousand or so. That should be enough pocket money to buy clothes for my two little darlings."

"Mr. Zhao, you should know that this is Macau, not Dinghai or Beijing. Our backers are..."

Before the bespectacled man could finish speaking, Butterfly Prince had already led the two women away. The bespectacled man's face turned red, white, and then green as he stopped speaking, giving Butterfly Prince and Ye Huan and her daughter a venomous look before turning and leaving.

"Fourth Brother, what a coincidence, you're here too."

A handsome man with seven-colored hair, dressed flamboyantly like a peacock, held several chips in his hand. His cunning eyes were scanning the hall like a sly hunter looking for "prey." When the handsome man saw Butterfly Prince, his expression was overjoyed, and he quickly stepped forward to greet him warmly.

"Hmm..."

The imposter "Zhao Jie," Butterfly Prince, was slightly startled upon encountering an "acquaintance," and gave a vague hum in response to the handsome man's question.

"Fourth Brother, you've emerged from seclusion without informing everyone. Fourth Brother, who are these two?"

The handsome man's eyes lit up when he saw the two beautiful sisters, Ye Huan and Ye Le, and he looked at Butterfly Prince with admiration and respect, asking with a smile.

"Hmm..."

Upon hearing this, Butterfly Prince almost couldn't keep up the act and could only force himself to give another vague hum.

"Hello, sisters-in-law, I am Gongsun Wulong. Fourth Brother likes to call me Xiao Wu, so you can call me Xiao Wu too."

Seeing Butterfly Prince's vague response, Gongsun Wulong smiled knowingly at him as if suddenly understanding, and then warmly introduced himself to Ye Huan and her mother.

"Huan'er, Le'er, say hello to Xiao Wu."

Upon hearing this, Butterfly Prince was secretly delighted and quickly gave Ye Huan and her mother a wink.

"Xiao Wu, hello, I'm Ye Huan (Ye Le)."

Ye Huan and Ye Le pinched the soft flesh on Butterfly Prince's lower back hard, then smiled sweetly at Gongsun Wulong.

"Sister Huan, Sister Le, you're too kind! Fourth Brother, I left in a hurry today and didn't bring anything good. This jade pendant and this card are just a small token; please accept them, sisters-in-law."

Upon hearing this, Gongsun Wulong quickly pulled out a crystal-clear jade pendant and a silver card from his robes and handed them to Ye Huan and Ye Le, speaking respectfully.

"Huan'er, Le'er, please accept them! Everyone knows I'm short on cash,"

Butterfly Prince winked at the two women, feigning familiarity with Gongsun Wulong, and teased him.

Ye Huan accepted the silver card and gave the jade pendant to Ye Le, who immediately beamed with joy.

"Xiao Wu's name is Gongsun Wulong, what a powerful name! Xiao Wu, your martial arts must be very high."

Ye Le put away the jade pendant, in a good mood, and looked at Gongsun Wulong with her big, bright eyes, unable to resist teasing him.

"So-so, third in the world."

Upon hearing this, Gongsun Wulong immediately became as red as if he had eaten honey, his face glowing, not at all modest, and proudly tossed his head, saying in a cool and arrogant voice.

"Hmph, arrogant and ignorant!"

An inappropriate snort suddenly broke the harmonious atmosphere among Butterfly Prince, Gongsun Wulong and the other two.

"That fly is buzzing around like a madman, doesn't it know this is a place for humans?"

Upon hearing this, Butterfly Prince's face instantly darkened. He looked around and then called out with a puzzled expression, "Where's the cleaner? Get that huge fly out of here! How can a beast be allowed in a place for humans!"

"Kid, what did you just say? Say it again if you dare!"

Before the slick-haired young man could finish speaking, a loud "bang" echoed as he was punched more than seven zhang away by Gongsun Wulong, crashing into more than ten gambling tables. He coughed up blood and collapsed to the ground.

"Jiang Sen, this time I'll give you some face and spare his life! Anyone who dares to speak disrespectfully to Fourth Brother again, don't blame me, Gongsun Wulong, for turning my back on you."

Gongsun Wulong's tall and powerful body exuded a domineering aura. His face was cold, and he swept his brows and eyes around the crowd in the casino, speaking with murderous intent.

"Young Master Wu, what happened?"

Several anxious voices came from afar, their voices preceding their arrival.

Four imposing young masters from powerful families quickly approached Gongsun Wulong, standing side by side with him. Their faces were grim, their gazes coldly sweeping across the surroundings.

"Nothing, nothing, just a small misunderstanding."

Upon seeing the four imposing young men, the middle-aged man, Jiang Sen, felt a twitch in his facial muscles and quickly stood up, forcing a smile as he tried to smooth things over.

"Hmph, nothing? Young Master Wu would take action! I, Dongfang Aofei, will make this clear: anyone who bullies Young Master Wu is going against the Dongfang family."

The tallest and most imposing of the four young men raised an eyebrow, his eyes coldly fixed on Jiang Sen, and said angrily.

"Bullying Young Master Wu is making an enemy of the Nangong family."

A slightly frail-looking young man waved a white jade fan in his hand, speaking casually.

"Hmph, Young Master Wu is my brother, Zhang Hao's brother. Anyone who dares to touch him will die!" A handsome young man with sharp

eyebrows sneered and shouted coldly, his voice radiating murderous intent.

"It's alright, it 's alright. Whoever bullied Young Master Wu, I, Zhuge Yudong, will go and bully them back." A dark-faced man with a smile said with a grin. "Little Wu, it's just a disgusting fly buzzing around. It's not a big deal. Come and introduce these four heroes to your fourth brother. They look extraordinary, imposing, and righteous." Butterfly Prince quickly grabbed Gongsun Wulong's right wrist and flattered the four young men who came to his aid. "Fourth brother, when did you become so good at flattering people?" Gongsun Wulong chuckled upon hearing this, finally seizing the opportunity to tease the imposter "Fourth brother," Butterfly Prince. "Xiao Wu, enough nonsense, come and introduce these brothers to your fourth brother. Didn't you see your two sisters-in-law are about to reach for their gifts?" Upon hearing this, Butterfly Prince, with his thick skin, leaned down and whispered in Gongsun Wulong's ear, his voice just loud enough for everyone present to hear. Ye Huan and Ye Le, mother and daughter, couldn't help but cover their mouths and chuckle, while the Four Young Masters of the Capital looked at Butterfly Prince with strange eyes. "Fourth Brother, you have four young masters in Dinghai, but we in the capital have four great young masters. Fourth Brother, when you came to the capital last time, the four young masters were on a training trip in the Holy Land, so you didn't see them and don't know them. Fourth Brother, let me introduce you to our famous 'Four Playboy Young Masters' of the capital, heroes and heroines who are as renowned as the 'Four Playboy Young Masters' of Dinghai." Upon hearing this, Gongsun Wulong was immediately impressed by Butterfly Prince's thick skin. He suppressed his smile, pulled Butterfly Prince in front of the four young masters, and introduced them. He said, "This guy, as strong as an ox, is Dongfang Aofei, the second young master of the Dongfang family. This sickly fellow is Nangong Yingfeng, the crown prince of the Nangong family. This cool guy has quite a background; Li Kui, whom you beat half to death at Tsinghua High School last time, is his cousin. Zhang Hao, the third young master of the Zhang family, has some grudges with you. And this last one, Bao Heizi, is Zhuge Yudong, the young master of the Tianji Palace, a martial arts family. Don't be fooled by his smiling face; he's actually very stingy and holds grudges. He's ruthless when it comes to scheming." "So the four of you are actually god-like heroes! I, Zhao Jie, greet you all." Upon hearing this, Butterfly Prince quickly clasped his hands in greeting to Dongfang Aofei and the other three, saying, "Huan'er, Le'er, come quickly and greet our four wise and mighty brothers." "Huan'er (Le'er) greets Dongfang Aofei, Nangong Yingfeng, Zhang Hao, and Zhuge Yudong, the four brothers." Ye Huan and her mother dared not be negligent upon hearing this and quickly stepped forward, bowing respectfully to Dongfang Aofei and the other three. "The four of you are all wealthy men. If you don't have any jade, jewels, or diamond necklaces, just a few million or a few thousand as a token will suffice." Having seen shamelessness before, Butterfly Prince's next words were so blatantly shameless that they almost frightened most of the people present. Gongsun Wulong secretly gave Butterfly Prince a thumbs up. The four playboys of Dinghai and the four dashing young masters of the capital have always had a grudge against each other and are mutually hostile! However, the imposter "Head of the Four Playboys," Butterfly Prince, was completely unaware of this and instead became unwittingly humble. Little did he know that Butterfly Prince's humility was seen as surrender, bowing his head, and showing weakness by the Four Playboys. The Four Playboys of the capital were all concerned with their reputation, and since Butterfly Prince, the "Head of the Four Playboys of Dinghai," was giving them face, they had no choice but to reciprocate. Otherwise, if word got out, it would ruin their reputation, making them seem ignorant of the rules of the martial world and causing them to lose face. "Please, my two sisters-in-law, rise quickly. I left in a hurry today and didn't bring anything valuable with me. Please accept this inexpensive necklace and jade bracelet." Dongfang Aofei looked around, feeling a pang of regret, and took out the diamond necklace and jade bracelet he had just bought that morning as a greeting gift for Ye Huan and Ye Le.

What Dongfang Aofei called worthless was incredibly valuable in everyone's eyes. The necklace with 108 exquisitely crafted diamonds that Dongfang Aofei took out was worth at least thirty million US dollars; otherwise, you wouldn't get it.

That jade bracelet was an extremely rare ancient blood jade, faintly emanating a spiritual energy. Legend has it that such spiritual jade can ward off disasters and evil spirits, protecting its owner and ensuring their safety! This kind of spiritual jade is a rare treasure, and probably only a powerful family with an ancient heritage like the Dongfang family could afford to give it away as a gift.

"Dongfang Aofei, why did you take out such valuable things? Aren't you just trying to embarrass me, Young Master Feng?"

Seeing Dongfang Aofei's astonishing display, Nangong Yingfeng cursed inwardly. To save face, he reluctantly took out an ancient jade longevity lock that had been with him for many years and a bead the size of a dragon's eye as a gift for Ye Huan and her mother.

Chapter 64 Milk Girl

"Two little trinkets, my two sisters-in-law can take them and play with them."

Zhuge Yudong said with a smile, but his heart was bleeding. These were mechanical beasts that had been passed down in his family for many years.

"Um, Lao Hei, do you have any other monkeys or tigers that I can borrow?"

Zhang Hao's cold and handsome face turned red with embarrassment. He really didn't have anything worthwhile to offer.

"Haha, I didn't expect Brother Hao to be such a sentimental person, often short of money like Xiao Wu. Since you didn't bring anything today, you can make up for it next time. I have a few lovely daughters at home. I will definitely take them to the capital to visit Brother Hao this summer vacation. It won't be too late to give them a gift then."

The shamelessness was so extreme that it had no limits. The Butterfly Prince smiled and said something that was impolite, but it was impossible to get angry at him.

"Who says I have no gifts!"

Provoked by Butterfly Prince's words, Zhang Hao's blood boiled. He pulled out a small jade bottle from his robes and handed it to Ye Huan and her mother, saying, "This is the 'Nine-Turn Rejuvenation Pill,' which my master refined from white herbs gathered in Shennongjia. There are three pills inside. Please accept them, my sisters-in-law."

"This..."

Ye Huan's expression changed slightly upon hearing this, and she looked at Butterfly Prince with some hesitation.

"Sister-in-law, you, you should hurry up and put it away."

Zhang Hao and his wife glanced down and realized that Ye Huan and her mother were discerning. Seeing that everyone's eyes were on them, Zhang Hao, who valued his reputation, urged them impatiently.

"Huan'er, since Brother Hao is so kind, please accept it."

Butterfly Prince winked at Ye Huan and her mother, then pulled out a book that looked neither gold nor silver from his robes and tossed it to Zhang Hao, saying, "This is something my senior brother got from somewhere in Jiuhua Mountain. If you can understand it, please accept it."

"What is this?"

Zhang Hao took the book with a puzzled look, casually flipped through a couple of pages, glanced at it, then his expression changed drastically, his face flushed with excitement, and finally he laughed wildly, "Haha...hahaha...Young Master Wu, in three years at the Mount Hua Sword Tournament, I, Hao Ye, will no longer be afraid of your 'Mysterious Heaven Divine Skill .' Young Master Jie is too kind. I, Zhang Hao, will humbly accept this precious gift. How about we let bygones be bygones in the future for the old grudges between our Zhang and Zhao families?"

"That suits my purposes perfectly."

Butterfly Prince smiled humbly.

Dongfang Aofei, on the other hand, was extremely excited and envious.

If it weren't for the fact that this wasn't a public place, Gongsun Wulong would have already been tempted to pounce on Butterfly Prince and forcibly demand the secret techniques.

"So it's the Four Young Masters of the Capital, Master Gongsun, and the Four Young Masters of Dinghai having such a grand discussion. I, Paul

of Venice, am deeply honored to welcome these six distinguished guests from the East." A Venetian of pure Western descent, Paul, with a friendly smile, approached after everything was over, speaking fluent Mandarin that was even more authentically Chinese than the Chinese themselves, and greeted Dongfang Aofei and Butterfly Prince's group of six.

"I admire you greatly."

Butterfly Prince, unlike Dongfang Aofei and the others, didn't give Paul a friendly look. His face was gloomy, as if someone owed him money. And indeed, Paul did owe Butterfly Prince a considerable sum. Butterfly Prince, acting as if he were incredibly arrogant, casually waved his hand as a greeting.

Butterfly Prince's arrogant behavior immediately enraged several Westerners and many others in the gambling hall, who glared at him resentfully!

Paul is no ordinary man. He owns one of the top ten casinos in Las Vegas, and has significant stakes in the other nine. His influence spans the entire Western world; he's a true global tyrant, a godfather of immense power.

"Is Fourth Prince still angry about Zola's rudeness? I've already taught him a lesson. Here's the winnings you made earlier. Please check the amount."

Paul, unperturbed, maintained his smile—a classic example of a smiling tiger. He stepped forward, handing Butterfly Prince a check.

"Oh, dear Paul, please forgive my rudeness. With the money, I've forgotten the unpleasantness. May I play a game with that old man?"

Butterfly Prince glanced at the amount on the banknotes, his face lighting up with a wide grin. He warmly shook Paul's hand.

One hundred million US dollars—ten times more than Butterfly Prince had won from the slot machines on the first floor. No wonder he was so happy; who would turn down money?

“No problem, I’m honored that you, Fourth Young Master, have such an interest. I’d be happy to act as a witness for you and Mr. Jiang Sen.”

Upon hearing this, Paul turned to Jiang Sen with a slight smile and nodded gently.

“Boy, what do you want to bet?”

Jiang Sen didn’t dare to disrespect Paul, so he quickly bowed to him in return, his face turning cold as he looked at Butterfly Prince and asked in a deep voice.

“Bet on people.”

Butterfly Prince leered at a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl sitting next to Jiang Sen and uttered two words indifferently: “If you win, the hundred million dollars is yours. If you lose, that pretty girl can be used as a maid for my two darlings.”

“Boy, you’re going too far!”

Jiang Sen almost vomited blood upon hearing this. He slammed his hand on the gambling table and shouted angrily.

"What, you're afraid to bet? Fine, as long as you kowtow to me in public and apologize, saying you're a fly, and bark like a dog three times, I'll forgive your disrespect. Otherwise, hmph."

The Butterfly Prince's eyes turned cold, and he threatened.

"Master, please bet with him! I have faith in you!"

The Milk Girl couldn't stand it anymore and sweetly called out to Jiang Sen, her almond-shaped eyes wide open, her pretty face aloof and arrogant, glaring at the Butterfly Prince's lecherous gaze.

"Alright, kid. This old ghost will bet with you one round. What do you want to play?"

Jiang Sen knew he was in a bind, so he had no choice but to play along and sit down on the other side of the gambling table, gesturing to the Butterfly Prince.

"Dice, high or low, you're the banker, I'll guess, wanna play?"

Butterfly Prince pulled a pack of five-yuan Baisha cigarettes from his pocket, took one out, put it in his mouth, placed the pack on the gambling table, snapped his fingers, lit the cigarette, and after a few puffs, laughed heartily.

"Fourth Young Master is truly humorous. I wonder what brand of expensive cigarettes you smoke? Paul has never seen them before."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Sen couldn't help but laugh, Gongsun Wulong looked embarrassed, and Dongfang Aofei and the other three were completely confused.

Many people in the gambling hall recognized the "expensive" cigarettes that Butterfly Prince was smoking and couldn't help but chuckle softly, their eyes filled with mockery as they looked at him.

"Oh, Paul, you really don't know anything about China. This cigarette is called Baisha. Do you know Baisha? You wouldn't know even if I told you. It's very famous, five yuan a pack, and it's loved by poor folks like me."

Butterfly Prince waved the Baisha cigarette pack in front of Paul.

"Five yuan!"

Paul exclaimed in surprise, his face flushing red. He realized he had just flattered someone too much. Reacting quickly, Paul smiled and said to Butterfly Prince, "China is truly vast and rich. What I know is just the tip of the iceberg. May I ask if you, Fourth Young Master, could offer me a 'precious' Baisha cigarette?"

"No problem, Mr. Paul, please. Xiao Wu, if you four gentlemen would like a cigarette, just let us know, and my two sisters-in-law will personally serve you and light them."

Upon hearing this, Butterfly Prince inwardly praised Paul's tact and nodded slightly, smiling as he spoke.

Paul smoked one, Gongsun Wulong got a second, and Dongfang Aofei was in the third group. Then, some people of certain status, seeing so many important figures taking pride in smoking Butterfly Prince's Baisha cigarettes, shamelessly begged him for one. It wasn't that Baisha cigarettes were really that good or popular with those big shots; it was a matter of face. If the people of status were smoking them, and you didn't, wouldn't you be admitting you had no status?

Some big shots who were late to the game and didn't get a Baisha cigarette were all kicking themselves, lamenting their bad luck.

"Kid, let's bet on big or small, are you ready?"

Jiang Sen, seeing that Butterfly Prince and the others completely ignored him, as if he didn't exist, and chatted away, became furious, his face turning ashen, his lips pale, and his whole body trembling. After a long while, Jiang Sen, barely suppressing his raging anger, slammed his hand on the gambling table. The stopper spun twice in mid-air, and he growled at Butterfly Prince through gritted teeth, almost like a roar.

"I bet small, let's begin,"

Butterfly Prince casually tossed Paul's check onto the center of the table. He reclined on Ye Huan's ample bosom, enjoying the gentle massage of her soft, boneless hands, while holding Ye Le in his arms and speaking calmly to Jiang Sen.

Seeing Butterfly Prince's composed demeanor, Jiang Sen was immediately startled, assuming he was a master of the game. Cautious, Jiang Sen dared not try to cheat Butterfly Prince again, and could only rely on his true gambling skills to win.

The entire room fell silent. Everyone tried to keep their hearts racing, holding their breath, watching intently as Jiang Sen unleashed his unprecedentedly superior gambling skills to defeat this mysterious and unpredictable rising star, Butterfly Prince.

Sweat beaded on Jiang Sen's forehead as he stared intently at Butterfly Prince, their gazes locked like ancient martial arts masters locked in a duel, a test of their mettle.

Suddenly, a wisp of ash from Butterfly Prince's White Sand cigarette fell to the ground, and in that instant, Jiang Sen moved. Everyone saw a blur before their eyes as the black rubber gambling cylinder on the table flew into the air, seemingly pulled by some force, spinning rapidly.

Jiang Sen's movements were like magic, even more realistic and exciting than scenes from Chow Yun-fat's God of Gamblers movies. The cylinder first spun on Jiang Sen's palm, then on the back of his hand, then along his right arm from bottom to top, finally reaching his neck. It circled his neck three times, then flew down his left shoulder along his left arm to the back of his left hand.

Then, Jiang Sen pushed forward with both hands, and the gambling cylinder, which had been spinning rapidly in front of his chest, shot towards Butterfly Prince's face like an arrow released from a bow, transforming into a

streak of black light with a sharp whistling sound. Upon seeing this, the crowd couldn't help but gasp in surprise, and even Ye Le, nestled in Butterfly Prince's arms, paled

slightly. Butterfly Prince remained unmoved, not even blinking, because the speed of the gambling cylinder was, in his eyes, as slow as a snail's crawl.

He was confident that he could destroy the gambling cylinder in the fraction of a second before it hit the hairs on his face, even controlling it to reflect off its original trajectory.

Just an inch from Butterfly Prince's face, the gambling cylinder instantly spun and turned back.

The crowd couldn't help but shout in unison, cheering for Jiang Sen's godlike gambling skills.

"Go!" Jiang Sen suddenly shouted. The gambling cylinder almost instantly floated down and

came to a stop on the gambling table. Pale-faced and nearly exhausted, Jiang Sen wiped the sweat from his face and gestured to Butterfly Prince for permission to enter.

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