Chapter 89: Chapter 89: No Secret, Just Practice

"Don’t worry."

Cang He Guang was full of confidence.

Those customers had just eaten Lu Wu’s skewers. The effects were still active, so it was impossible for them to be influenced. Moreover, once they went inside, they would surely disrupt the Fallen Immortal Association’s plans.

Just as he had envisioned, some customers even brought skewers into the casino.

Though it started with a mishap, the end result was the same.

He would have these people scout things out first. If they could draw out all the members of the Fallen Immortal Association, he would act according to the situation.

"Yes, sir. So, right now..."

Hearing that official business was concluded, the subordinate seemed to be asking a question, but his eyes kept drifting in Lu Wu’s direction.

His eyes held only one meaning.

’Oh, City Lord, I really want to eat!’

He was practically rubbing his hands together in glee.

When he first received this mission, he thought it was baffling.

Now, he just wanted to shout, "Long live the City Lord!"

He had been smelling that aroma for a while, and his stomach had been rumbling for some time. If he hadn’t used his Spiritual Power to suppress it, he would have embarrassed himself in front of the City Lord.

That soul-stirring deliciousness made him want to have a taste.

Moved by the atmosphere on the scene, this subordinate joined the chorus of cheers for Boss Lu like a crazed fan.

His intense anticipation was impossible to ignore.

The men he brought were all his trusted confidants. Recalling what he had eaten that afternoon, Cang He Guang figured he could go for a few more bites himself.

"What are you looking at? Aren’t we already in line?"

Cang He Guang’s words were all his subordinates needed to hear. They immediately stood in the crowd, craning their necks in eager expectation.

Skewers dropped into the pot, making the oil sizzle and splash.

The line moved forward, one customer after another placing their orders.

At the stall, the number of skewers dwindled. The customers feasted with abandon, hissing from the heat but still grinning as they stuffed their faces, expressions of pure bliss on their faces.

Some customers even produced a flask of strong liquor on the spot, pairing it with the skewers. The fiery alcohol and the spicy skewers created a twin inferno in their mouths, a pleasure so intense it made them cry out.

Lu Wu’s business was booming. Meanwhile, inside the casino, another world was unfolding.

...

In a dark room, someone was kneeling and begging.

My name is Tian Shou, and I am a natural-born gambler.

I wrote my own legend with a string of victories. They called me the God of Gamblers, but I knew that in private, they called me a beast.

A heartless, unfeeling beast.

I liked that name.

So many have fallen at my feet. They died because of me, and I savored the desperate wails they let out before their deaths.

Perhaps I was too ruthless in my youth. The casino in the small town where I was born eventually refused me entry, so I set out to make my way in the world.

After witnessing all the facets of the human world, my "desire" grew stronger and stronger.

Ordinary people could no longer satisfy me.

Then, I found a whole den of beasts.

Oh, they called themselves the Fallen Immortal Association, an Evil Cult.

This time, Steward Zhu and I came to Hong’an City on a mission. Here, we opened the Heaven and Earth Casino.

I got a new moniker: Insect Descent Master.

Using my little darlings, the "Gambling Bugs," I made the gamblers who were drawn in by the scent bet everything they had.

And "everything," naturally, included their lives.

To me, a human life was as insignificant as an ant viewed by a god. It was not worth mentioning.

"I’m out of money, but I have other things! My organs, my eyeballs, anything on my body can be exchanged."

I watched coldly as a gambler knelt before me, grabbing the hem of my robe and begging me to let him continue gambling.

My critical gaze swept over his body, and I looked away in disgust.

"You no longer have any value."

This man’s body had long been devoured from the inside by my little darlings. A hollow shell like this belonged in the trash.

Someone, seeing the look in my eyes, took care of the gambler.

The dark room returned to silence, with only the thick scent of blood in the air speaking of the tortures that had occurred here.

I brushed the dust from the corner of my robe and walked out of the dark room.

After just a few steps, I noticed my little darlings were growing restless again.

They hadn’t been themselves since yesterday, growing weaker, and now I had the faint feeling they were about to slip from my control.

’No, it’s just my imagination. How could my little pets possibly escape my grasp? They’re no different from those foolish toys outside.’

But thinking of my mission, I decided to go out and take a look.

The casino was getting crowded again, which should have been a good thing.

Usually, my little darlings would strike on their own without my command. But now I noticed that they were staying far away from the newest arrivals.

It wasn’t disdain; it was fear.

’This is a little strange.’

But the newcomers weren’t doing anything out of the ordinary. Instead, they were observing everything in the casino with great interest.

Someone started to try their hand at the games.

Normally, these people would become hopelessly addicted.

But that was all predicated on my little darlings successfully infesting them.

Now that my little darlings were idle, I had no choice but to see for myself where the problem lay. So, I disguised myself as an ordinary gambler and walked with a smile toward a young man who looked particularly curious about the place.

’A rookie. These types are the easiest to fool.’

"Hello, my name is Tian Shou. Care to play a round together?"

I extended the invitation.

"Sure. My name is Yang Jiang."

Yang Jiang, who was currently curious about everything before him, nodded his head.

Not long ago, he and his sister had a change of heart and acted as informants, betraying the Evil Cult known as the Hidden Spirit Sect. With their crimes and contributions balancing out, the Town Lord didn’t hold the siblings responsible and even gave them identities so they could live normal lives.

However, a few remnants of the Hidden Spirit Sect were still at large. Though they couldn’t cause any major trouble, he and his sister had come to Hong’an City to make a living, just in case.

Lately, his sister had been in secluded cultivation, while he had nothing to do.

After leaving the Evil Cult, he felt he had lost his purpose in life and found it all terribly boring.

He happened to see the news about Boss Lu setting up her stall, and recalling the guidance that bun had once given him, he rushed over to try his luck.

’These skewers are delicious!’

This casino was also very interesting, because he smelled the scent of his own kind on the man before him.

This man was a Cultist.

Yang Jiang’s heart pounded.

He thought of the analysis on One World Communication about Boss Lu’s stall.

Someone had said that Boss Lu was no ordinary person, and that wherever she appeared, something big was bound to happen.

Those who were fated to receive her food would be able to safely navigate the coming disaster.

The post was so vividly detailed that Yang Jiang felt it made a lot of sense.

Upon seeing this casino and Tian Shou, Yang Jiang was even more certain of his guess.

’Trouble has arrived, and so has opportunity.’

The moment he sensed danger, Yang Jiang’s first thought was not to retreat, but to dive right in.

Yang Jiang was thrilled.

He had found his new goal: to infiltrate the Evil Cult and work as an undercover agent in coordination with Boss Lu’s operations.

His mind raced, and he responded to Tian Shou with a curious smile.

He was very confident in his acting skills.

It was nothing special, just a matter of practice.

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