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The dealer entered the room and ordered his men to tie up Huang Laosi.

"Huang Laosi, you've got some nerve, daring to cause trouble on my turf? And you even dare to pull a knife on me?"

The dealer touched his chest.

"If it grows another two or three inches, I'll be dead. Give it a good beating!"

Several people rushed forward and started punching and kicking Huang Laosi.

Before long, Huang Laosi was bleeding from his nose and mouth and was on the verge of death.

He had been seriously wounded on the battlefield and had a hidden illness; how could he withstand the punches and kicks of these young men?

"This knife is worth a hundred taels, and you still owe me four hundred taels in gambling debts. I didn't pursue your debt because you occasionally gave me some profits."

Since you dare to break my rules, then we'll settle both the new and old debts together.

Four hundred taels of gambling debt, plus you just slashed me with your knife, scaring me, so pay me another four hundred taels, for a total of eight hundred taels.

"If you can't come up with the money, I'll take your house and sell your women to pay off my debts!"

The dealer said in a harsh voice.

The reason he kept lending money to Huang Laosi was because he saw that Huang Laosi had a decent house and he had been eyeing it.

In Luyang today, what's valuable? Residences are the most valuable, especially those in the inner city.

Even the most ordinary house can sell for several hundred taels of silver, and there's no price to be found even when there is demand.

To truly own a house in the inner city, one needs at least a thousand taels of silver.

There's no way around it; there are just too many people in Luyang these days, and all the land is in the hands of the government and Wanjia Real Estate.

In the past, there were vacant lots all over the inner city. As long as you had money, you could simply register with the government and build your own house.

So after he set his sights on Huang Laosi, he had long since set his sights on Huang Laosi's residence.

Otherwise, how could he possibly lend so much gambling debt to a gambling addict?

At that moment, someone went up to the second floor and entered the room.

"Beat him, beat him to death."

"who are you?"

Li Mu had arrived long ago and witnessed the entire incident that had just occurred downstairs.

“This kind of scum is beyond redemption, just beat him to death,” Li Mu said.

The bookmaker is still not very willing to kill someone.

The laws in Luyang are relatively lenient; as long as no one dies, the matter can be resolved.

But if someone dies, then you have to pay with your own life.

"Who are you? Why are you meddling in our business?"

"Oh, I'm his relative."

Li Mu sized up Huang Laosi for a while. He saw that Huang Laosi looked haggard. He was in his early thirties, but half of his hair was white, making him look older than a fifty-year-old man.

At this moment, Huang Laosi finally saw who the newcomer was.

The moment Huang Laosi saw Li Mu, he felt like dying.

When Li Mu witnessed this scene, he completely humiliated the Bai Ma Army.

"So you're his relative? Good, he still owes me eight hundred taels of silver in gambling debts. If you want to redeem him, bring the money," the dealer said.

The dealer noticed that Li Mu was dressed quite well, suggesting that his family was probably of average means.

"It's clearly five hundred taels..."

“I said this knife is worth one hundred taels, so it’s four hundred taels. In addition, you just cut me with your knife, so you have to compensate me four hundred taels, so it’s eight hundred taels.”

"I don't have that much money, why don't you just kill him?" Li Mu asked tentatively.

"Okay, let's kill him."

Several servants then punched and kicked Huang Laosi again.

But Li Mu knew that the dealer was just trying to scare him.

Li Mu sat down and watched quietly.

The dealer stared at Li Mu, but he couldn't find a trace of worry or tension on Li Mu's face.

Looking at Huang Laosi again, he was bleeding from his mouth and nose, clearly not doing well anymore.

If the fighting continues, they could really kill someone.

"stop."

The dealer still shouted, not wanting to cause any death.

“Kill him, so he won’t bring shame to our family. Don’t worry, if you kill him today, I’ll take his body back and say he died of natural causes. I won’t cause you any trouble,” Li Mu said.

The dealer realized he couldn't see through the young man at all; he had no idea whether what the young man was saying was true or false.

“Murder is illegal, and I certainly won’t do anything illegal. Give me the money, and I’ll release him,” the dealer said.

Since Li Mu was putting on airs, he decided to get straight to the point.

Since Li Mu claimed to be his family member and appeared at the gambling den, he must have come to bail him out, not to see Huang Laosi beaten to death.

Li Mu remained silent.

"Stop pretending. If you really want to kill him, just do it yourself," the dealer said.

Li Mu leaned back in his chair and glanced at the narrow knife on the table.

"Luyang Prefecture has laws stipulating that possessing military equipment is treason. Huang Laosi is a veteran of the White Horse Army and is granted special permission to possess military equipment. But who are you? How dare you possess military equipment?"

The dealer understood: Li Mu wanted to take the person away, but didn't want to pay.

Li Mu was threatening him to release the people.

"threaten me?"

"I'm not threatening you, I'm just telling you a fact. So, are you planning to return this knife to Huang Laosi, or keep it for yourself?"

The dealer stood up, picked up the knife, walked up to Huang Laosi, and plunged it into his chest.

"Old Huang, don't bring your precious little darling out to scare people anymore."

Then the dealer turned to look at Li Mu.

"Nine hundred taels of silver, and I'll release him."

"I didn't bring any money today, but I'll personally bring it tomorrow. How about I take the person with me now?"

"Release them upon receiving payment."

Li Mu frowned.

"alright."

Li Mu took out a silver note and placed it on the table.

"Buy him some clean clothes, find a doctor to treat his wounds, and get him some food. I'll bring the money tomorrow. If he's still like this, then you should close this gambling den."

After Li Mu finished speaking, he turned and left.

He went to Huang Laosi's house again, comforted the woman for a while, and then went home.

Inside the gambling den.

The dealer sniffed the fifty-tael silver note, then looked at Huang Laosi, who was still hanging there.

"I really didn't expect that. Even though you, Huang Laosi, are in such a sorry state, you still have such wealthy relatives."

"Hey, Old Huang, why don't you let him come to the gambling den and have a go? If he's willing to sit down at the table, I'll forgive all your gambling debts, how about it?"

Huang Laosi lowered his head, unable to utter a single word.

He never expected that Li Mu would see him in this inhuman state today.

"Old Huang, I'll give you 20% of the money he lost in our gambling den. How about it, think about it?"

Huang Laosi remained silent.

Li Mu is extremely busy, so he personally had to deal with these trivial matters.

He really didn't know how to face Li Mu in the future.

If I had known this would happen, I should have lived a good life instead of ending up in this inhuman state.

"Should we buy him clothes or something?"

"Buy him clothes? Buy him my ass. Who does that guy think he is? Does he expect me to do whatever he tells me to do?"

"That's true, this is our territory."