The man quickly returned with the exchanged chips. Gu Heng didn't even count them. He turned his head and asked Qin Zhao, "Sir, do you want to play a little? I can lend you some money."

Qin Zhao asked, "Is this the reason you brought me here?"

"If I were a pedantic scholar who couldn't tolerate any grain of sand in my eyes, I would definitely think you were hopeless and back off. But if I'm just a facade, that's even better. You can lend me money for fun, and I might lose it all. Not only would I be embarrassed to stay at the Gu Mansion, but I'd also owe you a huge sum of money."

Qin Zhao asked, "Were the previous gentlemen also forced to leave by you in this way?"

Gu Heng threw the chips to the servant beside him and frowned, "What's it to you? Do you want to play or not?"

"Play." Qin Zhao said, "But it's just you and me."

Gu Heng asked, "What do you mean?"

Qin Zhao: "Let's make a bet. If I beat you, you must listen to me from now on and study hard at home."

Gu Heng: "What if you lose?"

"I'm leaving the Gu Mansion."

"make a deal!"

A gambling table was cleared in the casino, and Qin Zhao and Gu Heng sat on either side of the table, with a gambling cup in front of them.

Gu Heng threw out ten taels of chips and looked at Qin Zhao with a smile: "Let's compare the size. You know the rules, right, sir?"

He placed great emphasis on the last two words.

Qin Zhao slowly pushed out the only chip in front of him.

——He didn’t bring much silver with him when he went out today, so he borrowed this from Gu Heng.

"Who is Master Gu playing with again?"

"Why are you only betting so little? This isn't Master Gu's style. Master Gu, come play with me later. Let's go big!"

Gu Heng is quite famous in this casino, but it is not because he is good at playing, but because he is generous.

The so-called gambling relies mostly on luck. The money that ordinary people win in a day of gambling may not be as much as what they win in a single bet with Gu Heng, so naturally everyone wants to play with him.

"Shut up, everyone." Gu Heng shouted, "Let's get started, Mr. Qin."

The two of them raised their gambling cups at the same time.

Gu Heng had originally thought that a scholar like Qin Zhao, fresh from a mountain village, would have never played this kind of gambling game before. Unexpectedly, he took to it without any awkwardness, shaking the gambling cup slowly and steadily, clearly not his first time.

His eyes darkened slightly, and he had a vague sense of foreboding.

The numbers were opened, twelve to fifteen, and Qin Zhao won.

"Alright?" Qin Zhao pushed the gambling cup forward and said calmly, "Come back with me to study."

Gu Heng didn't move: "One more round."

"You promised..."

Gu Heng interrupted, "If you win the last round, I'll go back and I'll listen to you from now on."

Qin Zhao sighed slowly.

Gu Heng threw out another ten taels of chips.

But the second game ended in the same way.

Gu Heng didn't believe it, so he pulled Qin Zhao to play the third game.

The third game, the fourth game, the fifth game...

More and more people gathered around the gambling table. Qin Zhao won every time, and Gu Heng soon lost all the chips in front of him.

Gu Heng's eyes gradually changed as he looked at him.

"Go and exchange it for another fifty taels for me—" Gu Heng felt into his arms, but his expression froze.

There is nothing in his arms.

"Let's stop here today." Qin Zhao stood up in front of the mountain of chips. "You've lost me at least two hundred taels. Don't continue."

Gu Heng also stood up: "You are not allowed to leave, I have more at home, wait for me to get it-"

Qin Zhao glanced at the sky outside and said, "It's getting dark. I promised my husband that I would go home before dark."

Gu Heng was startled and said unwillingly, "It's not even the hour of the dog yet. So Mr. Qin is still henpecked?"