The demon master was beaten up

Qin Nuo slowly hung up the video call, clutching the slightly warm phone in his hand, lost in a brief moment of contemplation. A moment later, he curled his lips into a wicked smile and quickly dialed Jiang Zitao's number.

"Beep...beep...beep..." The sound of waiting to be answered rang in my ears. Finally, Jiang Zitao's charming voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello, Xiao Nuo, what can I do for you?"

Qin Nuo took a deep breath and said straight to the point: "Brother Zitao! I remember you told me before that your Muyun Pavilion is recruiting waiters. I happen to have a few candidates here, and I can give them to you for free! How about it? That's quite nice, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Zitao let out a deep, hearty laugh, as if he had seen through Qin Nuo's inner thoughts. He teased, "Haha, Xiao Nuo, who provoked you? To make you unleash such a powerful move!"

Qin Nuo raised an eyebrow, secretly pleased with himself: Brother Zitao really does understand me! However, he feigned composure and replied, "Humph, someone doesn't know what's good for them and dares to make such a fuss. Of course I'm going to teach them a lesson!"

After saying this, Qin Nuo felt much more relaxed. He imagined the expression on the face of the person who had offended him upon hearing this news, and a sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth. This move really killed two birds with one stone. It not only helped Brother Zitao but also relieved his anger. It was simply perfect!

After chatting with Jiang Zitao for a few more words, Qin Nuo put down his phone contentedly. His mind was filled with beautiful visions of the future, and he believed that tomorrow would be even more exciting. As for that unlucky guy, let him slowly experience this "surprise" on his own! Thinking of this, Qin Nuo fell asleep with a satisfied smile, looking forward to the arrival of a new day.

The next morning, sunlight streamed through the window into the room, waking Qin Nuo from his deep sleep. The rich aroma of meat buns filled his nose, as if an invisible hand gently tickled his nose, preventing him from continuing to sink into his dreamland.

Qin Nuo opened his eyes drowsily, sat up from the bed sleepily, rubbed his eyes with his hands, then hurriedly put on his clothes, slipped on his shoes, opened the dormitory door and walked out.

Bai Nini was standing at the door, holding a bag full of steaming meat buns. With a smile on her face, she said to Qin Nuo, "Eat them while they're hot. After you're done, help me move my luggage. I won't be keeping watch here tomorrow night!"

Hearing this, Qin Nuo couldn't help but frown, a trace of doubt and worry surged in his heart, and hurriedly asked: "What's going on? Are you fired?"

Bai Nini shook her head slightly, revealing a relieved smile as she replied, "No, I was only here temporarily to fill in for a while. Now that they've found a suitable night watchman, I can finally retire!"

Uncle? Qin Nuo's face darkened as he thought of this. He knew what losing her night watch job meant to Bai Nini. She would definitely be scrambling to find a new job to make ends meet. Thinking of this, Qin Nuo felt even more depressed, as if a heavy stone was weighing on his heart.

In the quiet and mysterious Muyun Pavilion, Jiang Zitao sat quietly, his gaze as sharp as a hawk's at Lu Wenjie and the others. His lips curled up slightly, a faint smile forming in his eyes, but that smile never quite reached the depths of his eyes. Instead, a chilling coldness shone through them. "One more day, and a full month will have passed. I'm afraid you won't be able to keep that priceless watch!"

Hearing this, Lu Wenjie felt as if his head had been struck hard by a heavy hammer, his heart suddenly buzzing. He had actually thought this through long before arriving here. Even though he'd only lost a luxury watch, what would happen to his brothers? Where would his dignity be? So, he secretly pondered, perhaps he could try a new gambling method!

So, Lu Wenjie carefully reached out and touched his nose, then said with a stiff upper lip: "Brother Zitao! Do you think this will work... Can we try a different way of gambling? Maybe it will be more interesting!" After saying this, he nervously observed Jiang Zitao's reaction, feeling uneasy.

At this moment, Jiang Zitao's eyes became deeper and darker, like an endless black hole that was unfathomable. He stared at Lu Wenjie closely, and after a moment of silence, he finally squeezed out a word from between his teeth: "Speak!"

This simple word carried an invisible pressure, making the atmosphere in the entire room instantly become solemn and depressing.

"Mr. Qin doesn't go home because he lives with a woman. This doesn't mean we brothers lose!" Lu Wenjie said with certainty.

"I don't believe it!" Jiang Zitao raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a disdainful smile, and looked at Lu Wenjie with a squint.

At this point, Lu Wenjie was already a little excited. He shouted excitedly, "Don't believe it? How about we make a bet?"

Hearing this, Jiang Zitao couldn't help but laugh inwardly. Just as Xiao Nuo had expected, Lu Wenjie was just that impulsive. But since the other party had taken the initiative to propose a bet, there was no reason for him to refuse.

So, he snorted coldly and responded: "Okay! If Young Master Qin really doesn't go home because he lives with a woman, then I don't want those famous watches on your hands! But if that's not the case, then... you guys have to come to my Muyun Pavilion and work as waiters for a full three months!" After saying that, Jiang Zitao crossed his arms across his chest, his eyes revealing confidence and determination.

Lu Wenjie slowly turned his head and his eyes fell on the man with dyed yellow hair. The man nodded without hesitation and said loudly, "Brother Jie! Let's make a bet with him!" His voice was full of determination and resolve.

At this moment, Jiang Zitao, who was sitting nearby, curled his lips slightly, revealing a subtle smile. He slowly reached for the drawer in front of him and pulled out a piece of pure white paper. He then gently placed the paper on the table and tapped it with his fingers, making a crisp sound.

"Okay, since you have all decided to gamble, then come here! Sign this bet, and don't cheat if you lose! Otherwise, the elders will think that I, as an older brother, am deliberately bullying you younger brothers!" Jiang Zitao's tone was relaxed, but his eyes revealed an irresistible majesty.

Upon hearing this, the people present exchanged glances, a flicker of determination in their eyes. They gritted their teeth, and as if resolved, they all stepped forward, picked up the pens on the table, and without hesitation, signed their names on the paper, pressing down hard with their bright red fingerprints.

At this moment, the air was filled with a tense and exciting atmosphere, as if even time had stood still. Everyone knew that once this gamble began, there was no turning back. But they were not afraid, because in their view, winning or losing was a matter of face!