Wu Qiyun, Mu Cheng and Yan Yuchu also curled their lips and couldn't help laughing, but seeing how devoted the young man was in what he said, they didn't complain about the name out loud.
"Wait, it seems like there are no ancients in front and no future generations behind." Mu Hanyan corrected.
"Oh, really? That seems to be what it means. But that's how my third master taught me. Could he have taught me wrong?" Ling Baobao said, scratching his forehead.
"Nonsense, who can say there are predecessors and successors?" Mu Hanyan said unhappily. It was probably that his third master was either uneducated or deliberately insulting him, but this guy didn't hear it and was complacent and boasting about it.
"Yeah, that's right. It turns out Third Master not only likes to write nonsense, but he can't even remember ancient sayings." Ling Baobao muttered, then cheered up and said, "Anyway, it's true that I've been running the casino for more than 20 years and have never met an opponent in my life. It's just a little far away, otherwise you could go and ask around."
"Wait, I think you are less than 20 years old. How come you have been gambling for more than 20 years? Did you start gambling in the womb?" Mu Hanyan interrupted him again and asked.
"Yeah, how did you know?" Ling Baobao slapped his head and said excitedly, as if he had met a kindred spirit. "My mother started gambling everywhere when she was pregnant with me. I really have been gambling since I was in the womb."
Mu Hanyan was speechless. What kind of people were this family? They had a mother who gambled everywhere with her unborn child, and a master who not only liked to write nonsense but also couldn't remember ancient sayings. I really didn't know what he had learned in the past twenty years.
"But my mother also said that it's not called gambling. If you know there is only winning and no losing, can it still be called gambling? Well, actually I'm the same. I don't like gambling either, but I win every time. I can't just refuse the money others give me." Ling Baobao added as if talking to himself.
"Then who was it that just said he almost lost his pants?" Mu Hanyan asked with a smile.
"It's different, really different. It's completely different from where we are. I don't know why, but it's completely different here." Ling Baobao said distressedly, like a deflated ball.
"Where are you from?" Mu Hanyan initially thought that he was just a chatterbox who liked to brag, but after talking for a while, it seemed that he didn't seem to be bragging, so she asked curiously.
"Yes... forget it, let's not talk about it. It's too far away, and you won't understand even if I tell you." Ling Baobao was about to answer, but he thought of something and stopped talking, speaking vaguely.
Mu Hanyan never had the habit of prying into other people's privacy. Seeing that he didn't want to talk, she didn't bother to ask any more questions.
A few people followed the crowd and soon entered the hall.
"Hey, why is it him? Why is he here?" In the hall, a young man in luxurious clothes saw Mu Hanyan coming in and exclaimed in surprise.
This man was none other than Mu Hanyan's old rival, Yuan Tianbo, the dissolute son of the Yuan family. And this Little Chi City was also part of the Yuan family's assets.
However, Xiaochi City used to be just a poor village nestled in the deep mountains and old forests. The meteorite gold vein was discovered only in the last ten years or so. The mining and refining of meteorite gold is extremely difficult. With the financial resources of the Yuan family, it is simply impossible to mine on a large scale. In many cases, a large amount of manpower and material resources are consumed, but only a pile of useless rotten stones are mined, which are not flat enough to build houses.
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