When the Prince led people out the door, Ye Jiu followed, "Father, I’m coming too."
Knowing Ye Jiu wasn’t an ordinary girl from the inner chambers, the Prince didn’t stop her, "Let’s go."
At Wanlai Gambling House, when the Prince and Ye Jiu arrived with their entourage, Qin Zhou was being stomped on, his face bruised and swollen, making people feel both pity and anger.
And, the most furious of all was the Prince.
In this capital city, he had always been soone nobody dared to provoke except the Emperor, but now, thanks to his foolish son, his reputation as the capital’s Overlord was completely ruined.
Seeing the Prince arriving, Daoba, the leader of Wanlai Gambling House, instantly lifted his foot off Qin Zhou’s back with a smiling face, saying, "Oh, the Prince is here..."
Bang! Before finishing his sentence, Daoba was kicked out by the Prince.
"Ugh..." Daoba’s body was slamd against the wall behind him, cracking the wall before he fell to the ground.
"Father..." Qin Zhou moved his aching body and stood up, walking towards the Prince.
However, the Prince raised his hand and slapped him, "Useless thing, cannot succeed in martial arts or studies, and you can’t even bully people properly, simply bringing disgrace to ."
Having been hit, Qin Zhou didn’t dare to speak, standing aside with one hand covering his slapped face.
On the other side, Daoba stood up with his injured body, wiped the bright red blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, and chuckled, "I have long heard that the Prince is the Overlord of the capital city, but never had the chance to witness it, now indeed the reputation is well-deserved."
Daoba never had the chance to witness it because the Prince had aged and was no longer as reckless as before. Besides, when the Prince was causing mischief, he rarely frequented places like gambling houses and brothels.
"Since you know my na and dared to set up my son, I see you don’t know how to write the word ’death’, do you?" The Prince smirked coldly.
Daoba was not afraid, "Please don’t rush, Prince. The young master ca in to gamble, and we do business with open doors, we can’t exactly refuse guests. Moreover, if the young master only owed a small amount, we at Wanlai Gambling House could spare the money for the Prince’s sake, but the amount the young master owes is so enormous that it’s beyond my position to decide!"
The Prince’s gaze instantly turned to Qin Zhou, "How much do you owe?"
Before Qin Zhou could speak, Daoba laughed, "Prince, let’s not discuss the odd bits; the young master owes a full million taels!"
The Prince’s face sank, glaring at Qin Zhou, "A million taels?"
"No... It’s not like that..." Qin Zhou wanted to refute but found he couldn’t even co up with an excuse.
"Then what is it exactly?" The Prince suspected the debt wasn’t small, but he hadn’t expected it to be this massive.
A full million taels; did he realize how much silver that was?
"It’s... It’s..." Qin Zhou stamred, unable to finish his sentence.
Daoba spoke up again, "Prince, I’ve returned your man, now the money..."
"As for the money, I truly don’t have it. Today, I want to see what your Wanlai Gambling House can do against !"
"A prince of great stature, I, a re steward, would naturally not dare to do anything, but..." Daoba hesitated, "For soone as distinguished as the Prince to owe money and not repay it, if word got out, wouldn’t it be inappropriate? If the Prince truly doesn’t care for his reputation, then I can only publicize the matter!"
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