What a joke! Ou Dechuan and Duan Chengan's actions were all within her expectations. She might even have deliberately misled them. How could she not dare? She was just afraid that if she agreed too readily, Ou Dechuan would become suspicious. So she had to pretend to make him fall into the trap.
Not to mention, Mu Hanyan's pretending to be conflicted was so convincing that not only Ou Dechuan, but even Chu Yanghe and the others were fooled.
"Could it be that Wen Gaoren's previous formation technique is really the Lingyu Temple's secret?"
"If that's the case, then he's a bit dishonest. He's clearly learned the Lingyu Temple's secrets, but he's unwilling to formally serve the Lingyu Temple. No wonder Ou Dechuan turned against him." Chu Yanghe and others looked at Ou Dechuan suspiciously, then at Wen Gaoren, and pondered secretly.
"Master Mu, have you made up your mind? Do you want to gamble or not?" Ou Dechuan urged. Mu Hanyan was worried he might change his mind and refuse to fall for the trap, and he was equally worried Mu Hanyan wouldn't accept the offer. After all, he was counting on Duan Cheng'an to clear his name, and that of the Lingyu Temple.
"Wait a moment, I'll discuss it with Master Wen." Mu Hanyan dragged Wen Gaoren to a corner of the hall, away from the crowd.
"Master Priest, Ou Dechuan is clearly talking nonsense..." Wen Gaoren lowered his voice and said to Mu Hanyan.
In fact, he was also puzzled by Mu Hanyan's behavior. What exactly was the formation technique? Mu Hanyan was the only one in the world who knew about it. Why did she come to him to discuss it?
"I know. I just want to ask you, you have some understanding of these chief priests. Do you know if they have any taboos on taste? When we go back later, ask Master Gu to pay attention to this when preparing the banquet. Make spicy food for those who like spicy food, sweet food for those who like sweet food, and sour food for those who like sour food. Although they are taking the initiative to get close to us now, we are the hosts after all, and we can't be too rude. In addition, the priests from each hall and the priests who pray should also be there, so we can't ignore them. We must take good care of them..." Mu Hanyan said with a serious and worried face.
"..." Wen Gaoren was stunned. He thought she really wanted to discuss the bet with him, but he didn't know that she was concerned about the taste of the chief priests and looked worried.
He was not stupid. After a brief moment of surprise, he guessed something from Mu Hanyan's obviously irrelevant questions: It turned out that the chief priest was afraid that Ou Dechuan would not fall for it, so he pretended to be in front of him.
"It seems, it seems like there's nothing special." Wen Gaoren pondered and finally answered.
"Okay, that's good. I'll let Patriarch Gu handle it himself after we get back. Also, you should discuss it with Qinglan and the others. Just order whatever you like. We can't let our family suffer any injustice." Mu Hanyan gave another serious instruction.
Wen Gaoren was at a loss for words. After all, it all came down to the question of what to eat in the evening. Was the High Priest influenced by Ling Baobao and preparing to become a foodie as well?
"Okay, three times is three times, let's make a bet." After finishing the topic of what to eat in the evening, Mu Hanyan returned to the crowd and said with a determined look on her face.
"Wait, how about we just bet bigger, five times? Does Chief Priest Mu dare?" Ou Dechuan said excitedly.
If Mu Hanyan agreed too readily, he might really be a little worried. As the old saying goes, there must be something wrong when things are abnormal. It is not a bad thing to be careful. But when Mu Hanyan pretended to be hesitant and worried, he was completely relieved.
Although he himself was not fond of gambling and did not understand the gambler's mentality, he knew that he had gone through countless trials and tribulations to reach his current level of cultivation and status. He understood that the more hesitant his opponent was, the less confident he was.
Since the opponent is obviously lacking in confidence, then of course you should not have any reservations and should move forward bravely and fearlessly!
To be specific, the path of cultivation is often also a form of gambling, except that others gamble their money and wealth, while practitioners often gamble their lives. There are quite a few similarities.
"Five times? Why wouldn't I dare? Five times is five times. Let's take the bet." Mu Hanyan hesitated for a moment, then said through gritted teeth.
He looked somewhat helpless and tragic, as if he was being forced to do something.
Behind him, Wen Gaoren was suppressing his smile, his face flushed dark red, almost causing internal injuries.
It seemed the High Priest's pretense had worked. Ou Dechuan had actually offered five times the stake, clearly betting on their lack of confidence. If he knew what the High Priest and he were discussing, he'd be furious and vomit blood.
"Alas, I'm sure that if this old guy goes to a gambling house, he will lose everything he has even for keeping his underwear. No, there's no need to go to the gambling house. If he continues to play with Mu Hanyan, he won't even be able to keep his underwear." Ling Baobao glanced at Ou Dechuan and said sympathetically.
Although he didn't know what Mu Hanyan and Wen Gaoren had said, he was very familiar with this kind of tactics because he had a mother at home who would kill people without paying for her crimes.
Nearby, Sikong Qinglan and Shen Yuhe both looked at him strangely. Seeing the worry and hesitation on Mu Hanyan's face, and the confidence in Ou Dechuan's eyes, even they hesitated, but Ling Baobao remained confident in her. What was going on? No, no, I had to ask for clarification when I got back.
"Master Priest Mu, it's a deal?" Ou Dechuan had no idea that his underwear was about to be lost. He was afraid that Mu Hanyan would repent, so he struck while the iron was hot.
"It's a deal!" Mu Hanyan was waiting for this sentence and said it firmly.
As soon as she finished speaking, she couldn't help but smile with a look of satisfaction.
For some reason, seeing that familiar smile, Ou Dechuan suddenly felt a sense of foreboding. However, at this point, there was no room for regret. It must be an illusion. Ou Dechuan shook his head vigorously, forcing himself to banish the inexplicable premonition.
"Cheng'an, let's start." Ou Dechuan said to Duan Cheng'an with expectation in his eyes.
"Yes, Your Excellency the Chief Priest." Duan Cheng'an bowed and saluted with an extremely solemn expression.
He knew that what he was betting on was not just several times the amount of meteorite gold and silver, but his own reputation and the reputation of the Lingyu Temple. If he failed, not only would he never be able to make a comeback, but the entire Lingyu Temple would be discredited.
Taking a few steps forward, Duan Chengan made a hand gesture, and a shadowy formation slowly appeared before his eyes.
Mu Hanyan narrowed her eyes and smiled as she watched the scene before her. Ling Baobao, on the other hand, got a piece of melon from somewhere and really just sat there to watch the show.
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