At this moment, everyone was sitting here, and no one noticed Zhou Bai's abnormality.

So no one knew that in broad daylight, Zhou Bai's cold sweat had almost reached his forehead.

No, wait, think carefully, what happened just now, Zhou Bai tried his best to persuade himself to calm down.

He didn't feel anything unusual just now, and no one approached him.

So, the dagger couldn't disappear from under his nose!

At that moment, Zhou Bai even had a very absurd guess in his mind, that is, could this dagger suddenly become intelligent, so it left by itself.

This idea actually sounds very absurd, but at the moment Zhou Bai actually thinks this is the only possible situation.

Because he had been with the dagger for so many years, he had always been very wary of it.

The dagger liked to be soaked in blood the most. If it were a person, it would definitely be the most terrifying guy in the world.

And most importantly, anyone who touched the dagger would affect the mind of the user.

Zhou Bai didn't think anyone could steal the dagger under his nose. Even if someone did, it would not be as peaceful as it is now.

He knew clearly what would happen if an ordinary person touched the dagger without any preparation.

At that moment, countless things flashed through Zhou Bai's mind.

At this moment, he suddenly heard the shopkeeper above say, "If you want to continue playing this game, it's not impossible, but I'm afraid you need to bring your own things..."

"Bring your own things?" Everyone below frowned slightly when they heard this.

What does this mean?

"It's not that I don't want to give you a chance to play, but it seems that some unexpected situations have occurred today. I'm not afraid of you laughing at me, in fact, even I was shocked." The shopkeeper said while smiling.

The shopkeeper's words sounded a bit incoherent, and she didn't seem to want to repeat herself again, so she lowered her head and stroked her black sign again.

Everyone present looked at each other, and no one understood what she said.

The waiters hiding in the back kitchen also looked at each other. Chu Changzui whispered, "What did the shopkeeper suddenly say?"

"I don't know." Feng Xiruo shook her head, "The shopkeeper said she was startled. Is she afraid?"

The waiters in the guest inn all looked at the shopkeeper.

——Her face was rosy and shiny, and there was no sign of fear at all. It was better to say that it was too shiny, which made the waiters think that the shopkeeper was a little careless.

At this time, An Huoshaxi whispered beside him, "Speaking of fear... Look at the guy sitting in the front, he is the Zhou family you just talked about."

Hearing An Huoshaxi's words, everyone focused their attention on Zhou Bai.

"Has his complexion been not so good since just now?" An Huoshaxi asked in a low voice.

It was because of An Huoshaxi's reminder that everyone realized that Zhou Bai looked a little strange now.

"What's wrong with him?" Feng Xiruo said in some confusion.

He always felt that the Zhou family should have some mysterious trump cards of their own. This is actually recognized by all the noble families. Those who could become the executors under the Yun Alliance Leader in the past would not be simple people.

However, the person with the worst complexion in the scene now is Zhou Bai.

Everyone else's attention is on the shopkeeper, so they can't notice some of Zhou Bai's small expressions and movements.

But in the eyes of the onlookers, they can see at a glance that Zhou Bai is actually afraid now.

Feng Qing wasn't sure how to buy mahjong here. After all, the crackdown has been very strict recently. She was afraid that she would be caught by undercover agents while buying.

She thought that if the group of people below really wanted to play, then it wouldn't be a problem for them to buy a set and come here to play.

"Tsk." Feng Qing saw that the group of people below seemed to really not understand, so she increased the intensity of her hints a little.

"I mean, if you want to come and join the gambling, you should at least bring something that can afford to play the game."

"At least, under this situation, we can play this game."

Everyone looked at the shopkeeper sitting on the second floor somewhat carelessly, and said in a lazy voice, "If there is no card, how can we play?"

Zhou Bai's mind was confused just now, and now he couldn't hear anything.

He has been thinking about where the dagger has gone, and now he can't even listen carefully to what people around him say.

However, a key word in the shopkeeper's words caught his attention.

The shopkeeper said that they don't have any cards now?

What does this sentence mean?

Zhou Bai's heart suddenly fluctuated.

He knew better than anyone what the trump cards in the hands of these people were. When he

touched the empty space under his hand, Zhou Bai knew that there should have been a cold dagger here, and that dagger was their trump card.

People in the martial arts world always keep a few trump cards of their own. There is an old saying called keeping one hand.

Everyone who has been in the martial arts world for a few years will understand the principle of keeping three points when meeting.

Zhou Bai also likes to keep a lot of trump cards, and this time when he came to face Feng Wuhen, he had already taken out the biggest trump card of the Zhou family.

But now the shopkeeper said that they have no trump cards.

Everyone around still didn't know what the shopkeeper was talking about. Presumably, if they were not afraid of her strength, they would have started to ridicule her by now. Even now, there are still many people who think that the shopkeeper is talking nonsense.

However, Zhou Bai's heart was shaken violently at that moment.

He began to have a very terrifying idea. This idea sounded a bit far-fetched, but it was the only explanation for what the shopkeeper said.

Could it be that the shopkeeper said these words just for him?

When Zhou Bai thought of this possibility, he fell into a huge panic.

He lowered his head, and could instantly hear his own strong heartbeat, ringing in his ears.

Impossible? How is it possible?

On the one hand, Zhou Bai thought this was a fantasy. If this was considered a joke, then he might have laughed out loud.

However, he tried to pull the corners of his mouth now, but found that his face was terribly stiff and he couldn't make any expression he wanted.

No way, Zhou Bai, you don't really think that Feng Wuhen is right, right? Zhou Bai asked himself in his heart.

If what the shopkeeper just said was not a joke, then this may only mean one thing.

- That is, the dagger that he couldn't find just now is very likely in someone else's hands.

And the person who took it away was sitting on the second floor, looking down at them at this moment.

But how could this be true?

Not to mention that the shopkeeper could take the dagger from his hand silently in front of everyone, just talk about the fear and power brought by the dagger.

How could the shopkeeper still be so calm after touching it?

You know, the dagger likes to suck the blood of evil people the most. He has seen that scene with his own eyes.

The evil man didn't even have the strength to resist. With a struggling look, he watched his blood being sucked away as if by a living thing.

When Zhou Bai was thinking wildly, he saw that the shopkeeper slightly changed her position.

A sharp metallic light flashed by her side, and that position was right next to the shopkeeper's hand.

The shopkeeper seemed to realize that the light was a little flashing, so he slowly covered it with his sleeve and continued to stroke his sign without any care, as if nothing had happened.

Zhou Bai's pupils trembled.

...

Feng Qing silently changed her position so that the plastic sword under her butt would not hit her.

She said that she didn't want to take the sword at all, but Xiaobai refused to let her. Now, the handle of the sword has been hitting her stomach, almost hitting her breakfast out.

She looked at the man who looked like Chow Yun-fat below and thought to herself that this man had a very bad face just now. What was he thinking about when he came out to play mahjong in this body?

What she didn't know was that Zhou Bai was struck by lightning when she saw the metallic light.

He looked at the confused eyes of the people around him, his palms trembling constantly, and then he cast his eyes on the old senior from Songshan School who was sitting there.

The senior's brows were tightly wrinkled.

He should also be wondering what the shopkeeper meant by this sentence, but he probably has no idea.

Zhou Bai could only stare at him with his eyes, hoping that the old senior would notice his situation.

However, unless he could convey the message with his eyes, it would be difficult for the old senior to understand what he meant.

In the heart of the old senior from Songshan, the dagger that could be regarded as a trump card should still be in Zhou Bai's hand, and he might even be a little proud of it.

When he thought of this, Zhou Bai broke out in a cold sweat.

Wait, Zhou Bai suddenly realized something strange.

Logically, the shopkeeper should be mad now, right? After all, the dagger has a very obvious effect on people's minds.

But why is the shopkeeper so calm now?

This shouldn't be the case.

Zhou Bai suddenly had a little hope in his heart.

Maybe, the shopkeeper's calmness now is all pretended? When they are attacked later, maybe they still have a chance?

He cast his eyes on the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper seemed to notice his gaze and looked at Zhou Bai. He

didn't know if it was Zhou Bai's own illusion, he always felt that the shopkeeper's eyes looking at him were much softer than when he looked at others, and even his voice seemed to slow down.

She didn't want to explain to others, but when facing Zhou Bai, she seemed to have a little more patience.

"I told you, you have to bring your own things to participate in this gambling game." She emphasized the word "own".

"Not mine."

"Own?" Zhou Bai repeated it blankly.

He wondered what the shopkeeper meant by this sentence? Could it be that the dagger was not theirs?

Wait...

Zhou Bai's heart suddenly shook again.

Strictly speaking, the dagger really didn't belong to their Zhou family.

...

But, the dagger clearly belonged to Alliance Leader Yun!