The sound of the dice colliding with the dice cup was particularly clear in the relatively quiet music hall.

Hearing the noise, the guests who were about to leave couldn't help but look curiously in Mu Tiantian's direction.

The dice cup fell.

System: [563143.]

"563143".

The two spoke at the same time, and no one could tell who spoke first.

"Open!" The servant opened the cup upon hearing this, and the result was: "Five, six, three, one, four, three."

System: [Wow, you said it almost at the same time as me.]

Mu Tiantian: [Weren't you taking advantage of my misfortune instead of helping me?]

System: [My system is very upright, but Jing Jue is quite fast; his hearing is excellent.]

Jing Jue couldn't help but glance at Mu Tiantian a few more times, and exclaimed in admiration, "Not bad, continue."

"Wait," Mu Tiantian interrupted, "How about we do something more exciting?"

"Oh?" Jingjue became interested. "Go on."

Mu Tiantian: [Seven Unifications, what is the world rating? What is the exchange rate between world funds and points?]

System: [Rank C, one million coins can be exchanged for 1 point.]

One million coins is approximately one thousand taels of silver.

Mu Tiantian thought for a moment and said, "How about this, the stake doubles with each additional round. If we don't win this round, the stake for the next round will be two thousand taels of silver. If we still don't win, the stake for the third round will be four thousand taels of silver, and so on."

After Mu Tiantian finished speaking, a number of onlookers gradually arrived.

The guests who were originally planning to leave on the first floor all ran to the second floor.

“Interesting, exciting.” Jing Jue stroked his beard. “What if the fight doesn’t end in a draw? Do we just wear them down? I have less than an hour before I have to close.”

"Ten rounds is the maximum. If a winner can't be decided within ten rounds, we'll change the game format until one side wins." Mu Tiantian raised her chin. "How about that?"

“If you lose in the end, what will you use to pay back? I’m afraid you…” Jing Jue looked her up and down, “aren’t you worth that much?”

Snap—

Mu Tiantian slammed her hand on the table and shouted, "In this business, it's not about what you want, it's about what I have!"

Jing Jue laughed twice and said in a rough voice, "Good, that's impressive. I like the kind of person you are."

The fact that those words came out of his bearded mouth was truly irritating.

Mu Tiantian shuddered in disgust, getting goosebumps.

Zixin couldn't help but tremble. If he really was Jingjue, she would rather die than marry him!

He's a complete scoundrel who harasses respectable women!

When Mu Tiantian saw that Jing Jue's mustache had curled up after he finished laughing, she was attracted by the big mustache and stared at it carefully.

Is that beard fake?

When Jingjue saw her staring at him, he looked back at her. Her almond-shaped eyes were bright and her dark eyes were shining. They were very beautiful eyes, and he figured that the face under that veil must be quite beautiful.

He suddenly felt a little embarrassed by her staring at him, coughed twice, and said in a rough voice, "What are you looking at?"

"Don't move." Mu Tiantian reached out. She couldn't stand the sight of that big beard, and being a bit of a perfectionist, she was determined to tear it off.

And it's only really satisfying if it happens in an instant.

For some inexplicable reason, Jing Jue listened to her words and actually stopped moving.

Her hands were as white and luminous as jade porcelain, her slender fingers looked soft and boneless, and she seemed to have a faint milky fragrance about her.

While he was distracted, Mu Tiantian grabbed the curled beard and yanked it hard.

"Ouch!" Jing Jue cried out, clutching his chin. "What are you doing! It hurts so much!"

Even when Jing Jue was in a hurry, his voice remained unchanged; it was still very youthful and cheerful.

Mu Tiantian let out a long sigh of relief, "That feels good."

Seeing Jing Jue's beard being ripped off, Xiahou Yu touched his mouth in empathy, thankfully it wasn't his own.

It looks painful.

Zixin also found it hard to look at.

Jingjue's eyes were red, and he looked like he was about to cry from the pain.

Mu Tiantian noticed a tuft of beard on his philtrum and was about to tear it off when Jing Jue quickly stopped her, saying, "I'll do it myself."

Jingjue slowly and carefully plucked off his beard.

Mu Tiantian was getting anxious watching it, and it triggered her obsessive-compulsive disorder.

"A grown man fussing over tearing off his beard." Mu Tiantian stretched out her fair little hand and swished it.

"Ah!" Jingjue screamed again.

All the men touched their beards in empathy.

Without his beard, Jingjue looked much younger, but the skin with the fake beard was noticeably whiter than his other skin.

His face was deliberately painted black, and his eyebrows were drawn together; if you look closely, they appear to be painted on.

This guy is deliberately faking it.

However, what Mu Tiantian couldn't understand was why, if she was deliberately disguising herself, she would still reveal her real identity?

Mu Tiantian was too lazy to think about it anymore. Anyway, she just wanted to make up for the two extra points she had spent in the last world. Whether he was pretending or not didn't matter to her much.

She tossed her beard onto the table, clapped her hands, and said seriously to the servant shaking the dice, "Continue."

The servant glanced at Jing Jue.

Jingjue rubbed his chin, forcing back tears as he nodded to the servant.

He used super glue to stick the beard on, and although the edges curled up a bit over time, the middle was stuck very firmly.

That tear almost ripped his skin off.

That woman is really ruthless.

And it was so embarrassing, I almost cried from the pain.

With Jingjue's permission, the servant continued to roll the dice.

As the dice cup stopped rolling, their voices rang out simultaneously once again.

"114223".

"Open! 114223."

The onlookers gasped in surprise.

"Aren't these two amazing? Comparing them to us is a sure way to lose, isn't it?"

"that is."

As the dice rang again, the guests fell silent.

People passing by the entrance of Chang Le Fang saw everyone gathered on the second floor and couldn't help but come in to see what was going on.

They played ten rounds in a row, and neither could gain the upper hand.

The initial bet has now grown to 512,000 taels of silver.

Zixin and Xiahou Yu looked at Mu Tiantian with eyes full of admiration.

"If I had that kind of skill, I wouldn't have lost by so much," Zixin exclaimed. "They're amazing."

"These two can see through the dice cup, right?" Xiahou Yu said in disbelief.

Seeing that the current game format was no longer competitive, Mu Tiantian decided to switch to a single-round format to determine the winner.

Mu Tiantian: [Seventh Commander, I'll need your help later, will you lend me your services? If you do, I'll give you a portion of the points I get from exchanging this silver.]

System: [As a system, serving the host is my duty, and I, Qiqi, will certainly do my best!]

Mu Tiantian took the dice cup from the servant and said to Jing Jue, "Young Marquis, how about we change the game? One million taels of silver, one round to decide the winner, how about that?"

"How do we play?" Jingjue still let her decide.

Mu Tiantian tossed the dice cup to him, "You shake it, I'll guess, then it's my turn to shake it and you guess. Whoever guesses wrong loses. You go first."

What if a winner cannot be determined?

Mu Tiantian's eyes crinkled with laughter. "Impossible. Dare to bet?"

"I'll bet with you, young master." Jing Jue's competitive spirit was also aroused.

Just then, a man dressed in an ice-blue robe passed by outside Chang Le Fang. As he was about to walk past, he caught a glimpse of a pale red figure on the second floor.

He took a step back and looked over with deep, unfathomable eyes.