But in most cases, skill is far more important than luck.

The shopkeeper, trembling with fear, took a deep breath and carefully picked up the bamboo tube. He stared wide-eyed in disbelief, "Oh dear, it's the smallest one, three ones."

Jiang Mingfu was still unwilling to give up. Before he went bankrupt, he always thought he could make a comeback. He held the bamboo tube and dice and shook them in a serious manner.

The dice landed quickly.

The shopkeeper opened it and his face turned ashen. "Oh no, you're going to lose everything."

Upon seeing this, Jiang Mingfu realized he had indeed lost. He looked longingly at the land deed in his hand and said, "Fine, a bet is a bet, this is yours."

Before Qi Guze could speak, Xu Yuehuai had already taken the land deed, smiling smugly. This was something she truly loved.

Xu Yuehuai had previously discussed with Qi Guzhe that their vegetable supplier was very annoying, as they would raise prices when their business was doing well.

Now that I have this land deed, can't I become a source manufacturer?

Producing and selling directly will lead to greater profits.

What puzzled Xu Yuehuai was that they had clearly fled to the capital together, and Jiang Mingfu and Zhou Qionghua were both lazy and good-for-nothing. How did they manage to earn so much money in such a short time?

This analysis surprised her greatly.

Unless... the couple acquired ill-gotten gains, but what exactly those ill-gotten gains were remains unknown.

"There's only one round left, are you still going to play?" Qi Guze looked at the other side.

Jiang Mingfu sighed and weighed the pros and cons. If he were to go back like this, wouldn't he be coming into this world naked and leaving with no ties?

If I continue gambling, as the saying goes, "fortune changes every day," and maybe I'll win everything. Even if I don't win big, it would be good to get the land deed back.

Seeing Jiang Mingfu's embarrassed expression, Qi Guze said, "I'll give you a chance to think it over. You won't get another chance."

Jiang Mingfu glanced at Qi Guze, then at the only piece of paper in front of him.

That's something many people dream of! It's a three-story building! He steeled his resolve, his gaze fixed intently on the opposite side. "Since ancient times, no man is without ruthlessness. Come on, come on, this time I'm determined to win big!"

Everyone looked at Qi Guze and, seeing how easily he handled the situation, knew that he was a master.

Among the crowd were some kind-hearted people who advised Jiang Mingfu to stop, but the latter cursed them. Seeing that Jiang Mingfu was so stubborn, the crowd ignored him and waited to see him make a fool of himself.

Jiang Mingfu stared at Qi Guze for a long time before slowly saying, "I have another favor to ask."

"Please just say the word, as long as I can agree, there's no problem."

Jiang Mingfu nodded. "This time, I'll use my restaurant as the bet, but you'll use everything you've won before as the wager. Is that alright? If there's no problem, let's get started. Let's not beat around the bush."

Qi Guze knew that this was a prelude to a counterattack.

But gambling is full of secrets that are beyond the comprehension of an outsider. He has studied and pondered for many years to get to where he is today, so his success is simply a matter of practice makes perfect.

The two looked at each other, worried that Qi Guze might back down.

Little did they know that Qi Guze nodded happily, indicating to Xu Yuehuai to put everything in front of them.

"You've won this time. All the gold, silver, jewels, and my beautiful, delicate wife are yours."

"Then let's go."

He has secured the greatest benefit for himself.

He was afraid that Qi Guze would change his mind.

Soon, the betting began.

Unfortunately, Jiang Mingfu still lost. The shopkeeper looked at him and said, "Sir, I'm sorry, all of this belongs to the young master on the other side. I apologize."

Jiang Mingfu was kicked out of the house.

But Xu Yuehuai approached and, as if bestowing charity, took out a silver ingot from the money and placed it in Jiang Mingfu's arms. "We're about to leave with a full load now. I'm sorry, but I'll give you this little prize. As for the land deed, we'll take it this afternoon. As for the hotel, we'll leave it to you for now. You still have to pack up, don't you?"

Jiang Mingfu remained silent.

Xu Yuehuai giggled, grabbed Qi Guze's wrist, and left.

Once on the carriage, Xu Yuehuai tossed aside his mask, still unable to suppress his laughter.

"That was so satisfying! I was so happy to see him scratching his head like that."

"It's unbelievable how he made so much money."

But Qi Guze's focus was on this.

Hearing Qi Guze say that, Xu Yuehuai had an idea.

"Your Highness, are you planning to have someone investigate this?"

The next day, Qi Guze indeed asked Tie Xiong to start investigating. This was an old, trivial matter, so tracing it back would naturally be extremely difficult. However, by taking advantage of his position, Tie Xiong was able to quickly uncover some clues.

He wouldn't conflate unfounded imaginations with hearsay before reaching a definitive conclusion.

Qi Guze waited there.

Three days later, Tie Xiong suddenly realized the truth and hurriedly told Qi Guze what he suspected was the truth.

"Investigate that dry well." That's the only clue.

Not long ago, the Dragon Tiger Camp was still searching for that scoundrel Grasshopper, but little did they know that in the following vacuum, Grasshopper would simply vanish into thin air.

The sudden disappearance of Grasshopper is a mystery to many.

Now, the two things have mysteriously merged into one.

Tie Xiong quickly found Cao Shaofei's body in the dry well. The body was still clutching a piece of lake-blue cloth in its hand. Judging from the color of the cloth, it seemed to be someone's clothes.

Tie Xiong relayed the secret to Qi Guze.

Qi Guze suddenly understood, "I see, let's leave that aside for now."

Recently, Jiang Mingfu has been very anxious. Only he himself knows that he has returned to square one and become penniless.

Zhou Qionghua, having been subjected to the father and son's sarcastic remarks, no longer had much contact with them. Instead, the daily income from washing clothes made her realize the joy of earning money honestly.

Three days later, the waiter from Tianxiang Restaurant across the street brazenly entered their hotel.

Jiang Mingfu was furious and grabbed something to start a fight.

The waiter was very adept at navigating social situations; he was a seasoned veteran. Seeing that Jiang Mingfu was about to lose his temper, the waiter smiled, bowed, and said, "This servant is here to chat with you, sir. Our sir is closing up shop this afternoon, so I'm reminding you to pack up early."

Jiang Mingfu sneered, "Closing down a shop? What kind of shop?"

He was completely bewildered, and for a moment he was utterly clueless.

The waiter, eloquent and smooth-talking, said slowly, "Some time ago, you lost everything at the gambling den. The dealers were the prince and our manager. Now the land deed is in their hands. If you want to leave, we'll see you off. If you're reluctant to leave your hometown, we'll take care of sending you off. This is just a polite way of informing you."