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Now whatever he says is meaningless.

The two young people tried to enter the casino but were caught red-handed by their elders. This old man was clearly no ordinary person, so please don't take your anger out on the casino because of the two children.

The person in charge prayed silently that the three would leave quickly.

Xiao Huachi took the slip of paper from his hand and glanced at it; it was still a receipt for a bet of eighty taels. He then gave the two children a meaningful look.

Wow, they're really rich! Eighty taels in one go.

Upon meeting his gaze, Zheng Nianyun put her hands behind her back, her eyes subconsciously glancing left and right.

He hadn't forgotten how he and the young girl had sneaked out of the palace for drinks a couple of years ago, ending up drunk and unconscious in a restaurant's private room. The next day, his imperial uncle had given them a severe scolding but hadn't punished them much. But this guy was different; he had given them a real beating.

He spent half a month lying in his residence before he recovered.

From then on, he felt pain all over his body whenever he saw the little girl, his master.

Xiao Huachi didn't linger on the two of them, and looked calmly at the person in charge, "The younger generation in the family is a bit ignorant and just curious about the gambling den. I hope they haven't caused you any trouble?"

The manager waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no."

It's already a good thing that they're not blaming the Earth Immortals; what trouble could two little brats possibly cause?

"That's great. May we go in now?"

"Okay, okay, okay..." The manager nodded halfway, then stopped and looked at him in disbelief. "What did you say?" he continued tentatively. "You, you're going to take them in?"

I've never heard such an absurd story. What elder wouldn't break their child's legs if they heard they were going to a gambling den? How could someone actually bring their child into a gambling den themselves!

Seeing his expression, Xiao Huachi explained helplessly, "My two juniors are very stubborn. The more I forbid them from doing something, the more they want to do it secretly. So today I'm taking them in to see what it's like, so they won't be curious anymore."

“We elders will have less to worry about in the future, don’t you think?” The last sentence was said while looking directly at Zheng Nianyun.

These words were quite candid, and the steward, thinking of his own troublesome second son, deeply sympathized.

It was just a quick look inside, and with elders watching over things, there was nothing to worry about. The steward stepped aside and said, "Please come in."

Xiao Huachi stepped forward, and Zheng Zhian and Zheng Nianyun exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with doubt. Something was wrong; this wasn't like the old man's style.

Zheng Nianyun quickly walked to Zheng Zhian's side, and the group entered together.

After walking through the small courtyard that served as a buffer zone, before even getting close, a cacophony of shouts and clamor immediately filled my ears.

'Big, big, small, small...'

Lifting the beaded curtain in front of the door, a bright and vast space came into view. The hall was filled with large tables, and many people were gathered around each table. Most of them were dressed in coarse cloth, while others had bare arms and were only wearing a few strips of clothing.

Most of them were blinded by gambling and paid no attention to the people who had just entered at the door.

The further in you go, the better the people's clothes look.

Zheng Zhian didn't notice anything amiss, but when he glanced up at his master, he noticed that the master was scanning the crowd as if looking for someone.

Zheng Nianyun thought that since he was already inside, he should definitely check out the main character he had bet on today. After looking around, he asked, "Didn't you have a master betting against someone tonight, a life-or-death game? Where is it?"

The steward was taken aback, but his smile remained unchanged as he explained, "Young Master Yun, you may not know this, but that expert had something come up today and couldn't make it, so it was canceled."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Nianyun was displeased. His face darkened, and his voice suddenly rose, "Cancelled?"

"So my bet went down the drain? Seriously, is your gambling den really that shady? The bet didn't even go through, and you just took it all?"

Perhaps it was because his voice was too loud, and the content involved a bet, that everyone around them immediately turned their attention to them.

Zheng Zhian could also clearly feel several sharp gazes watching them from the shadows, and she became secretly on guard.

The manager said with a serious face, "Young Master Yun, you are too kind. We, Earth Immortals, operate with integrity and would never take bribes." He then bowed and said, "Those who placed bets this time can either come to us for a refund or wait for their turn to start. You have the option."

Zheng Zhian almost laughed when he heard this. This gambling den claimed to operate with integrity and not take bribes! It was unbelievable that he could say such things so righteously.

No wonder he's capable of managing a gambling den.

"Really? Why didn't you say so earlier?" Zheng Nianyun's voice became much softer with embarrassment, making him seem like a country bumpkin.

Some people around couldn't help but shake their heads inwardly, thinking, "Can you really believe that?"

The manager bowed and said weakly, "It's because you didn't ask!"

"It's also the fault of that scoundrel who didn't speak up in time." He lightly patted his cheek.

A glint flashed in Zheng Zhian's eyes.

Seeing that he was so responsive, Zheng Nianyun didn't say anything more. He looked around listlessly, as he had already seen these before and even played with them. There were just a few dice, nothing fun about them.

Xiao Huachi pointed upstairs and asked, "Manager, could you take us upstairs to have a look?"

The manager looked troubled and said, "I'm afraid..."

Seeing this, Xiao Huachi said calmly, "Now that we've seen it, let's go back."

As he reached the doorway and emerged from behind the beaded curtain, Zheng Zhian glanced back at a certain direction upstairs.

The steward escorted him to the door with a smile on his face, "Young Master Yun, please take care." He was about to say that he would come again next time, but then realized it was inappropriate and stopped himself from saying anything more, "Take care."

Once he could no longer see the figure, his expression instantly calmed down, and he turned and walked inside.

On the way to East Street, Zheng Zhian bumped into the person next to him. "You mentioned your identity when you came this afternoon?"

"How stupid do you think I am to say something like that?" Even if he's arrogant, he wouldn't go so far as to reveal his family background. Wouldn't that be tantamount to telling his uncle and father that he's openly going to the gambling den? He still wants to live a few more years in hiding; he's not that kind of person who would commit suicide.

Zheng Nianyun suddenly realized that he had made up a name when he went to the gambling den that afternoon. He couldn't even remember whether he said Zhang San or Li Si, but he was sure that he hadn't said anything related to a name. However, the manager kept calling him Young Master Yun.

"He investigated me?!" Zheng Nianyun's face darkened, unlike his usual carefree demeanor.

"Or perhaps the person behind him knows you, and maybe even I was recognized." Zheng Zhian recalled those shadowy gazes. Who could be upstairs?

If it really took only a few hours to discover his identity as the Crown Prince of Kangxian, then the owner behind the gambling den must be incredibly powerful. However, she was more inclined to believe that the person knew him.

On the way back to the mansion, Zheng Nianyun felt as uncomfortable as if she had swallowed a fly.

Upon arriving at the Kangxian Prince's residence, Zheng Zhian saw that he was still depressed, patted his chest, and comforted him, "Just be more careful in the future. Your identity isn't something to be ashamed of, so what's there to be afraid of?"

"I'm scared?!" Zheng Nianyun protested, her nostrils flaring as she snorted, "Which eye of yours saw me scared?"

"I'm going to take down that Earth Immortal tomorrow."

"Alright, they didn't do anything to you. Go back and wash up and go to sleep. We're leaving." Zheng Zhian waved his hand and turned to leave with his master without waiting for his reply.

Zheng Nianyun was so angry that he stomped his feet on the spot and kicked the steps hard, hitting his toes and howling in pain at the gate of the mansion.

The servants inside rushed out and helped him inside. "Young Master, Young Master, are you alright...?"

Hearing the sounds fading behind her, Zheng Zhian's lips curled up. Looking at the figure ahead who was already using his lightness skill to head into the palace, she quickly gathered her breath and followed. "Master, who are you looking for?"