Chapter 77

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"I am an honest person," Bu Zheng said very seriously.

"..."

Everyone was speechless. This kid was quite amusing, actually saying he was an honest person so seriously. It didn't quite sound right, even though he did look honest.

"Then place your bet. How much will you bet?" The gambling den owner asked after a moment of silence.

"Let me think. If it's a hundred to one, I'll be rich if I win, but I'll lose a lot if I don't..." Bu Zheng was considering.

"It's just money, aren't you scared?" Bu Haifeng mocked from the side.

"I'm not scared. I'll bet, and if you have the guts, bet against me," Bu Zheng said softly, seemingly afraid of offending the other party. He thought his voice was low enough that no one would hear, but everyone present had sharp ears and heard every word.

"Ha, then I'll bet against you. If you bet that Xiuying will be 50th, I'll bet she won't be 50th," Bu Haifeng said.

"Ah, can you bet on that?" Bu Zheng was slightly surprised.

"You can bet on this, but the odds are very low, a hundred to one. Do you really want to bet?" The gambling den owner initially spoke to Bu Zheng, then switched to Bu Haifeng.

This kind of bet has a very high chance of winning, so the odds are very low, almost no one would bet on it.

"Of course, even a small servant can bet, do I not have the means? A hundred taels is enough!" Bu Haifeng took out a hundred-tael silver note and slammed it on the gambling table, then looked at Bu Zheng with a proud face, as if saying, "I have plenty of money, do you?"

"Wow, you really are rich." Bu Zheng saw the hundred-tael silver note for the first time, and his eyes changed, looking at Bu Haifeng with envy.

Hey, brother, this guy is your rival, you shouldn't be so obviously envious.

Everyone felt a bit helpless, thinking Bu Zheng was a bit embarrassing. But thinking about it, Bu Haifeng, who was trying to compete with Bu Zheng, seemed even more embarrassing, and they couldn't help but feel a bit disdainful towards Bu Haifeng.

Sometimes it's like this, when two opponents are too different, the one who is laughed at the most is not the weaker one, but the stronger one.

"..." Bu Haifeng clearly felt the change in the surrounding gazes and wished he could dig a hole and hide in it.

"How much will you bet, little junior brother?" The gambling den owner asked with a smile. He was also a fellow disciple of the Qingyun Sword Sect, and it was reasonable to call him "little junior brother."

"I, I'll bet..." Bu Zheng bit his lip hard, as if making a very difficult decision, which made everyone think this bet might be quite large.

This was normal. In such a situation where someone is being bullied, anyone would be a bit angry. Even if they couldn't bet a hundred taels, they would at least bet several dozen, or at the very least, ten taels.

Even the servant disciples of the Qingyun Sword Sect could come up with ten taels!

However, they were all wrong, and they were very, very wrong!!

"I'll bet one copper coin!!"

"Boom!"

Everyone fell over...

"One copper coin? Why did you think about it for so long with just one copper coin? You have the nerve to bet one copper coin?" Bu Haifeng felt his face burning. After all, Bu Zheng's behavior was not only embarrassing himself but also embarrassing Bu Haifeng.

Now Bu Haifeng realized that the reason Bu Zheng was betting was because he was only betting one copper coin.

"Why not? I had to think about it for a long time. One copper coin can be exchanged for ten copper pieces, can buy four meat buns, can buy a pound of rice, can buy four ounces of pork..." Bu Zheng started to list what one copper coin could buy, which made everyone around him stunned. They had never, or had not thought about, what one copper coin could do for a long time.

Those with memories were reminiscing about the days when they used copper coins and copper pieces, those distant memories...

Here, they all used silver, which is a thousand times the value of copper coins.

"Alright, alright, just one copper coin. A hundred times that is one tael of silver..." The gambling den owner said indifferently. He didn't refuse this small bet, as it could accumulate over time.

Plus, for such a long shot, he didn't want to take too much, otherwise, he would have to change the odds. The odds were a deep subject, and he generally wouldn't let himself lose.

"Alright, here's one copper coin. Give me the ticket." Bu Zheng took out a copper coin from his inner pocket and reluctantly handed it to the gambling den owner.

"..."

Bu Haifeng felt like crying. Why did I go and provoke this guy for no reason? No matter the outcome, I lose.

"Which Li Xiuying are you betting on, the one from Ziyun Manor?" The gambling den owner asked. In his memory, only this Li Xiuying had the ability, the others were all around 80th place.

"No, the Li Xiuying from Yan Yun Manor, from Lè County," Bu Zheng said. He had checked before, and in Yan Yun Manor, there was only one Li Xiuying from Lè County, so there was no need to mention their small village whose name no one knew.

"Li Xiuying from Yan Yun Manor? I don't even have her information. How long has she been a disciple?" The gambling den owner looked at his information book, but there was no record of Li Xiuying. She might not even qualify to be in the top 300, so they wouldn't have recorded her.

"Less than a year."

"..."

The gambling den owner was silent and asked carefully, "Is she a genius?"

If she was a genius, it was possible to enter the top 100 within a year, and she might be a hidden genius, so they wouldn't know.

"No, she's very ordinary. She has nothing to do with being a genius," Bu Zheng shook his head and said.

"Since she's not, why do you think she can be 50th?" The gambling den owner asked skeptically. The competition in the Qingyun Sword Sect was just as fierce, and without any talent, it was hard to stand out.

"I just think she's very ordinary, so, being ordinary, she will get 50th place, right in the middle of the top 100," Bu Zheng replied with a smile. Li Xiuying's attributes were very strange; as long as she was placed in a group, she was ordinary, neither high nor low, regardless of who the group was.

"If she's ordinary, she shouldn't be 50th. Do you know how many outer disciples there are? Over 20,000!" The gambling den owner told Bu Zheng something he had never thought about. The outer disciples of the Qingyun Sword Sect numbered over 20,000.

In a group of 20,000, to be in the top 100, it's one in two hundred, the competition is immense.