The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing Chapter 496 - 285: Mutual Gamblers (5400 words)3

Mr. An Su's odds last night were one to ten, so this flimsy gambling ticket in my hand is worth a full ten gold mines.

Even after paying taxes, it's still worth eight small gold mines!

"Mr. An Su,"

Her expression was almost numb as she revealed an all-seeing look, "Let guess, next, you'll claim you can't make change as an excuse to let you dine here for free, proud that you could step into our humble establishnt."

"Then you'll strut around the streets with this huge gambling ticket, pretending to be weaker than you are to scare people and show off, all to achieve your goal of freeloading..."

"Feasting for free in the Imperial Capital for years and in the end, without spending a di, you'll have created a great reputation, and even the Royal Family would co to appreciate you, granting you a noble title."

"When was I ever so dramatic?" An Su exclaid, "...And how did you co up with such a thrilling, world-class plot?"

"Because your father, when he was young, did exactly this in the Imperial Capital," the manager said expressionlessly, as if recounting a death, "That's exactly how he... drove my father to bankruptcy!"

"... Speechless." An Su sighed, inwardly lanting that he really was born at the wrong ti, such a cool scenario was already taken by his own father.

It's all the old man's fault, even turning the opposition into victims...

"I won't let you eat on credit,"

The manager, wiser from the experience, clung to the principle of not bowing to money,

"You have to pay. The 'Feili Family' owns these fifty stores, comprising decades of my effort and my father's will, as well as our family's century-old craftsmanship. We refuse to let it be destroyed by the Chenxing family again!"

"Our family's honor will never again suffer the insult of money!"

She declared righteously.

"I'm not like my old man, I intended to pay the bill myself."

An Su shook his head helplessly, smiling at the manager, "I'll pay with this gambling ticket, but I'd like to order so more desserts."

"You must be kidding..." the manager, not intimidated by this malicious money, said, "No matter how much you order... we can't make change."

"Your cake store is a franchise, right? I'll take fifty of them," An Su said, "This ticket is now yours."

"Okay~ Mr. An Su," the manager bead genuinely, suddenly startled by the evil money, quickly nodding and bowing, "The Feili Family stores are yours now! Thank you for your patronage, Mr. An Su!"

Mr. An Su is truly generous, so young yet with such stature, paying with 'mines', ordering by 'stores'!

She pulled out the deed, "From now on, this is yours... I'll write your na on it."

"It's not mine,"

An Su shook his head, he looked up, gazing at the bewildered girl across the table, and said with a smile,

"It's hers,"

"Because she was the one who asked to borrow money from , and she was the one who asked to pay the bill. Since I don't have any change, I just had to buy up the entire cake store as well, so it's really her borrowing from , which is quite a rational thing."

"This gamble was also initiated by her. You heard everything clearly just now."

The autumn light outside the window seed to freeze; the shimring Maria River also seed to stop flowing, all colors lost in that instant as Luoja's eyes widened—

"Huh?"

She looked bewildered like a little animal, watching wide-eyed as An Su took the ledger, pulled out a pencil, and started a new line, writing:

July 6, Luoja owes An Su five blueberry cakes, a cup of milk, a plate of cocoa cookies... and—

Fifty 'Faust Family' cake stores.

Why set soone up like this!

"I... you... you're bullying ..." the Little Saintess was so agitated that she was about to cry, "I... I can't pay it back... I'll never be able to pay it back in my lifeti..."

"Luoja Fast."

Mr. An Su's calm voice rose, interrupting her.

"You should be more confident in yourself. Cersei is the Saintess of the Imperial Capital, but you are the true Saintess. Even now, you are timid, rule-abiding, and polite, which is why you can't beat her."

"You could be prouder."

He was soone who only acted in his own interest, so he would only do what was advantageous to him. And, in An Su's calculations, this would be to his own benefit; he was just that kind of person.

An Su looked into Luoja's eyes earnestly and said,

"I said yesterday, your judgnt surpasses that of Magic God rlin; you bought my gambling ticket. But in fact, my vision is stronger than that old man—because the old fart has a cataract!"

"Your future isn't just fifty cake shops. This much, I can promise."

From beginning to end, An Su spoke the truth. Because in this world, only he knew the future progression of the original tiline, and only he knew 'the future stars that illuminate Nether'."

"This is sothing I understand better than anyone else in this world."

The stagnant autumn light began to brighten again, Maria River shimred with specks of light, and the orange autumn wind blew the deep green leaves of the parasol trees everywhere, slicing the colors of the world into countless dazzling pieces.

In this colorful world, the small figure said to the Little Saintess, "So I won't lose the bet either."

"The stock I have my eyes on will definitely not let lose either."

An Su looked into Luoja's eyes as he handed the expensive gambling ticket depicting the Holy Radiance Grand Cathedral to the shop manager.

"You've already cast your gambling ticket to , now it's my turn to cast mine to you—"

"At least from now on, whenever you want to eat cake in the Imperial Capital, eat as much as you want without ever paying again."

An Su said with a smile, his lips curving into that slightly mad, gambler-like smile, "So do you want to owe this debt, or do you plan to settle things with from now on—Miss Luoja Fast, tell !"

After he spoke these words, he kept silent, waiting for Luoja's response.

The autumn wind andered through the tree-lined paths, the wind hit the floor-to-ceiling windows between them with countless sunbeams, and the world fell silent, leaving only a lengthy, profound silence.

Since entering the Imperial Capital until now, whether it was the nuns of the Monastery or the bishops of the Church, everyone looked down on Luoja, a country girl from the frontier... They rely saw her as a substitute for the Princess, a beautiful but decorative vase.

As long as she looked the part, that was enough.

Like with An Su, everyone in the world underestimated Luoja.

Including Magic God rlin, it was exactly the sa.

Everyone.

If she and Cersei were to gamble, no one would bet on her winning... that's how it should have been.

Luoja, her eyes downcast, remained silent, her snow-white eyelashes trembling lightly. After a long while, she said softly,

"Too cunning...."

Her voice was as low as an insect's chirp,

In this silent world, she felt as if she could hear her own heartbeat.

"Mr. An Su... you're cheating..."

"Too cunning."

"Because I spent all my money on my PhD, I'm a bad kid, so I have no money left, only..."