However, there was a clear sound of air being cut by Di Lirong's blade, indicating that she was not weak.

She had intentionally concealed her true abilities during her archery contest with Ji Fengyao, and had also struck first, thus suffering a loss she couldn't speak of, which is why she had always been unconvinced by Ji Fengyao.

"Brother, don't underestimate the enemy," Ji Fengyao secretly reminded Ji Fengming.

"Don't worry, little sister," Ji Fengming looked up at Ji Fengyao with a bright smile, picked up one of the two cards in his hand, and flicked it out with two fingers.

This attack was delivered with full force.

The beautifully designed playing cards struck Dili Rong and the fierce blade with a metallic clang. The cards were cut in half by the sharp blade and became stuck in the edge.

Dili Ronghe was also forced back three steps by this attack, his chest heaving with blood and qi, and he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood: "You dog thief, your strength is indeed not weak!"

"Haha, I only have one card left!" Ji Fengming proudly waved the last card in his hand in front of Shang Xiye and Hei Xiao. It was the Ace of Hearts: "I've memorized it perfectly this time. I've already played the four 2s and the three Aces, and now I don't have the Jokers either. I'm sure I'll win this round!"

Shang Xiye glanced at the five cards in his hand, shrugged, and played a pair of threes.

Ji Fengming's smug expression deepened, and he laughed, "I don't believe you have another pair."

Dili Rong had already lost face by failing to land her first blow.

Right now, Ji Fengming and the Ninth Prince are only concerned with having fun and clearly don't take her seriously!

Dili Ronghe's princess syndrome flared up instantly, and she flew into a rage: "You've gone too far! Guards, take them away..."

"You're too noisy!" Ji Fengming interrupted Di Lironghe's shouting impatiently, kicked a small stone from the ground, and then kicked it, directly immobilizing Di Lironghe's pressure point.

He had also tested Di Lirong's cultivation level just now. Di Lirong's cultivation level was at the third level of the Spirit Gathering stage. Although she was considered strong compared to ordinary warriors, she was far inferior to him.

Shang Xiye ignored everything around him and focused on finishing the game of cards.

He laid out his remaining three single cards and said, "I really don't have any pairs anymore, I concede."

"Hey! I won! Give me the silver! Give me the silver!" Ji Fengming shouted loudly, jumping and spinning around excitedly before throwing down his cards.

Black Owl slowly played a pair of fives from his three cards: "Big you."

Ji Fengming: "..."

Staring at the nonchalant Black Owl, it was simply unbelievable.

"Xiao Chen! How many times has this happened! How many times have you stolen my prize!" Ji Fengming's accusation was heartbreaking, tears streaming down her face. "I've always been so good to you, always thinking of you, and this is how you repay me? Waaah..."

The people around were dumbfounded.

What the hell is going on?

Someone's dead!

If things go wrong, it could ignite a war between the two countries!

As murderers, can't you have some self-awareness and be a little more serious?

Ji Fengyao covered her face in shame: "Brother, can't you be a little more dignified? There are people all over the mountain watching. Is it really worth it for just two taels of silver?!"

"As if it's necessary! Xiao Chen stole my thunder, so it's necessary!" Ji Fengming shouted angrily.

Ji Chenhai and Shang Xiye both covered their faces. This was definitely not their son's brother-in-law; it must be some little bastard on the street impersonating him.

Hei Xiao chuckled and shook his head helplessly. He shoved two taels of silver from Shang Xiye and pushed them, along with the large pile of silver he had won, in front of Ji Fengming.