On the Tower Ship of the Great Dream Immortal Sect, Dung Beetle and his group had mingled with the disciples of the Great Dream Immortal Sect.
It would still take so ti to reach their destination. The Tower Ship was fast, but the journey from the Southern Continent to the Central Domain was not a short one. Along the way, they encountered many cultivators, all of whom had co to join in the excitent.
Many factions had been invited to the Spiritual Peach Banquet. Those without invitations, however, could only co to the Central Domain to observe the festivities. They hoped one of their disciples might catch the eye of a major power, allowing their own small faction to soar to prominence. Wishful thinking was a powerful motivator.
Dung Beetle and Half Dream, Half Wake, Half Life sat together, with Luo Yuan across from them. The three of them furrowed their brows, a palpable tension hanging in the air. Around them, many Great Dream Immortal Sect disciples had gathered.
"Damn it, Luo! If you don’t know how to play, then let soone else!" Dung Beetle’s face was livid. "We’re supposed to be on the sa team, right? I play a pair of threes, and you slam down a Joker Bomb? Are you *trying* to let the Landlord win?"
Indeed, the three of them were passing the ti by playing Fight the Landlord. And what could one say? Luo Yuan, playing for the first ti, had driven Dung Beetle to his wit’s end. He was terrible at the ga yet frustratingly eager to play. anwhile, Half Dream, Half Wake, Half Life, who was the Landlord, could win even with a terrible hand.
Hearing Dung Beetle’s scolding, Luo Yuan looked embarrassed. "But I don’t have any other pairs," he said. "Didn’t you tell that only pairs can beat pairs?"
"Are you kidding ? You call *that* a pair? That’s the biggest bomb in the ga!" Dung Beetle imdiately slamd his cards onto the table, his face dark. "Do you even know what a bomb is? Are you putting on an act for ?"
Scolded again, Luo Yuan didn’t know what to say. His only pair was the Jokers. If I don’t play these, I won’t get another chance to play any cards!
Half Dream, Half Wake, Half Life sighed and turned. "Dung Beetle, how about we take a break? We’ve played seven or eight rounds, and you two haven’t won a single one..."
"Play! Why wouldn’t we play? I refuse to believe this jerk can keep being a peasant with !" Dung Beetle said furiously. "This ti, I’m grabbing Landlord!"
With that, he started sorting the cards and then, with a grim expression, began to deal. He even pressed down on the Bottom Cards, looked up at Half Dream, Half Wake, Half Life, and asked, "Are you going for Landlord this round?"
Half Dream, Half Wake, Half Life glanced at his hand and said with a wry smile, "I’ll pass this ti."
"Then I’ll be Landlord!" declared Dung Beetle, reaching for the cards.
But suddenly, Luo Yuan spoke up, "I’ll bid for Landlord!"
Dung Beetle was stunned. Damn it, you’re doing this on purpose, aren’t you? Do you have to oppose in everything?
Seeing Dung Beetle’s unhappy expression, Luo Yuan hurriedly explained, "My hand is good this ti! I can really be Landlord!"
Hearing this, Dung Beetle took a deep breath and handed over the Bottom Cards.
"Alright, then! If you can’t win this hand, I’ll strip you naked and hang you from the front of the Tower Ship!" Dung Beetle spat, fuming. "I refuse to believe a half-baked player like you can win! If you win this hand, I’ll..."
Before he could finish, Luo Yuan picked up the Bottom Cards, sorted them with his hand, and then laid all his cards out.
"Consecutive Pairs and a Joker Bomb!" Luo Yuan looked at them and said, "This is a god-tier hand, right?"
Seeing the cards Luo Yuan had laid down, Dung Beetle nearly choked and glared daggers at him.
This guy is definitely doing this on purpose! When we were peasants together, he deliberately sabotaged , and now that he’s Landlord, he’s still stirring up trouble!
"I’m done playing!" Dung Beetle threw down his cards, stood up, and cursed, "If I ever play Fight the Landlord with you again, I, Dung Beetle, am a dog!"
With that, he squeezed his way out of the crowd. Other disciples imdiately sward in to take Dung Beetle’s spot. After watching so many rounds, they had clearly figured out how to play. They had plenty of ti on this journey and were just looking for sothing to pass the hours. The cards the Profound Yellow Sect Disciple had provided seed quite suitable for this purpose.
As for Dung Beetle, whether he played or not was his own affair. The others didn’t care. Luo Yuan and the others paid him no mind, turning instead to reshuffle the cards and start a new ga.
Old Mo and Wanwan stood at the edge of the Tower Ship, watching the clouds drift by, seemingly engrossed in the scenery. Not far from them, Junlin, Iron-blooded War Hero, and Extra Large Chili Pepper stood together, their gazes fixed on Old Mo and Wanwan.
"Hey, how far do you think those two have progressed?"
"You’re asking ? How would I know? Isn’t Old Mo from your Lingxiao Hall?"
"Nowadays, there are quite a few couples among the players. The Duck Leg Rice Couple is old news, but for a dorky guy like Old Mo to actually be dating? That’s sothing I never expected."
"I don’t know why, but I feel they’re a good match. Have you noticed the way Wanwan looks at Old Mo? It’s pure tenderness!"
"..."
A few of them were smiling like knowing aunts, seemingly happy to witness this. Even Iron-blooded War Hero couldn’t help nodding, feeling that the two were indeed a good match.
But Old Mo was like a block of wood, just standing there, completely oblivious to Wanwan’s tender gaze.
Junlin lanted, "Old Mo was one of the first players I t. Back in the real world, he’s a recent university graduate who just loves ani. As for Wanwan... I haven’t t her offline. Have you?"
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