Even after experiencing three lifetimes, Stephen Chow couldn't help but feel a little wistful when he thought back to his childhood.
If, aside from women, relatives, and subordinates, the only people in this world who could be considered his friends were Bai Yulong and two others.
Although he had inquired about the three of them quite a bit in his previous life, unfortunately, after he left, the three of them almost lost contact due to the forces behind them.
If I remember correctly, sixteen years from now, Bai Yulong, standing before me, will die at the hands of his former childhood friend, Wan Tianzhou.
In his previous life, he was heartbroken over this, but because of the disappearance of Lin Fan and the Zhou family, he ultimately did not go to the Tai Shi Dao Domain.
Seeing Bai Yulong again now, it would be impossible for me not to feel anything.
But he didn't know whether Bai Yulong's feelings for his friendship had changed in the past five years.
Zhou Xingdou's silvery-white eyes, filled with purple aura, sharply looked at Bai Yulong, and he said with utterly calm emotion:
"Bai Yulong, how much toll fee do you want to charge me?"
Upon hearing this, Bai Yulong's newly formed emotions were abruptly interrupted. His slightly moved expression froze for a moment, and he immediately kicked Old Liu behind him.
"You fucking don't even recognize my boss? You want to die?!"
Old Liu was also stunned. He had no idea that he had collected tolls from the young master of the Zhou family. Even if he were stupid, he would know what this meant.
But then Old Liu suddenly knelt down with a thud, his wise eyes looking at Zhou Xingdou on the throne, and he prostrated himself on the ground, crying out:
"Zunzi, I, Lao Liu, am innocent! It was all the God's orders that made me do it. I was just following orders."
While crying and shouting that he was wronged, Lao Liu pointed at Bai Yulong, which made Bai Yulong's face turn black with anger. He looked at Lao Liu with gritted teeth.
Zhou Xingdou watched this scene with great interest. Old Liu might call him stupid, but he knew how to shift the blame.
But if you say he's not stupid, then his act of shifting blame onto his own master makes him a rare gem among those who protect the cause.
Bai Yulong now wishes he could immediately ask his father to replace this protector.
But he also understood that charging Zhou Xingdou a toll was a minor matter. Old Liu probably hadn't angered Zhou Xingdou, otherwise, given Zhou Xingdou's temper, he wouldn't have let Old Liu deliver things to him alive.
"Boss, you know I lose nine out of ten times when I gamble. Now my old man has cut off my spirit stone supply, so there's nothing I can do about it."
Bai Yulong approached the throne, a playful expression on his face. He then looked at Luo Hanyi in Zhou Xingdou's arms, quickly cupped his hands in greeting, and continued:
"This must be my sister-in-law. She seems like a very generous person and would never care about such trivial matters."
Luo Hanyi blushed slightly at Bai Yulong's address of "sister-in-law," but she didn't say anything. Instead, she snuggled closer to Zhou Xingdou, as if asserting her dominance over the woman below who was gazing at Zhou Xingdou.
Zhou Xingdou looked at Bai Yulong, his brows furrowing slightly:
"Five years have passed, and you still talk so much."
Since Bai Yulong is behind this matter, Zhou Xingdou will naturally not make things too difficult for him, given their friendship from their youth.
Moreover, although Old Liu was somewhat mentally challenged, he hadn't actually angered me. It would be too heartless to fight my old friend over such a trivial matter.
Bai Yulong didn't feel much remorse and didn't take the matter to heart at all. Instead, his eyes gleamed as he looked at the Thunder Emperor's Throne beneath Zhou Xingdou:
"Five years have passed, and you're still rolling in money, boss."
Bai Yulong could easily see the value of the Thunder Emperor's Throne. He almost drooled with envy, thinking that if it were exchanged for spirit stones, it would be enough for him to gamble for seven days and seven nights.
He then quickly added:
"Boss, I was on a winning streak just now, and I was just one round away from winning all of them, but I don't have enough spirit stones."
As he spoke, Bai Yulong's black and white eyes darted around, revealing a hint of cunning, and he continued:
"How about you lend me this throne, boss? I'll pay you back with interest once I've made my money back!"
As soon as Bai Yulong finished speaking, a bolt of lightning as thick as a pillar struck him, blasting him off the sky and crashing to the ground, kicking up clouds of dust.
But the indifference and majesty on Zhou Xingdou's face vanished at this moment, and a smile appeared on his lips.
The fact that Bai Yulong could say such shameless things shows that his feelings for her have not changed.
Then Zhou Xingdou, with Luo Hanyi in his arms, stood up from the throne, and a lightning staircase appeared beneath his feet.
The thunderous staircase condensed with each step Zhou Xingdou took, allowing him to calmly descend from mid-air to the ground and stand before the group of kneeling aristocratic scions.
However, he didn't give these people a friendly look, his eyes flashing with a deep light as he said in a low voice:
"No matter how many spirit stones you won from Bai Yulong, or by what means you won them, you must return them all to him within three days."
How could Stephen Chow not know Bai Yulong's gambling luck? He's just a money-giving boy; how could he possibly win?
These people gamble with him all day long; who would believe they have no intention of profiting?
If Zhou Xingdou weren't in the Tai Shi Dao Domain, things would be fine. If Bai Yulong lost, he would lose and go bankrupt without even seeing it.
But now that he's back, he can't just watch his foolish friend get played.
At that moment, an electronic voice rang out:
"No! Big brother! If you do this, who will want to gamble with me anymore? My gambling reputation will be ruined!"
Bai Yulong hurriedly crawled out of the pit, his body still crackling with electricity, and shuddered every now and then as he approached Zhou Xingdou.
At this moment, Old Liu, who had been kneeling on the ground, suddenly exclaimed excitedly:
"You did the right thing, Zunzi. These people have been treating Shenzi like a sucker all day long. They should have paid the price long ago!"
This undoubtedly made the disciples of the great sects and aristocratic families who were kneeling in worship tremble in their hearts. One by one, they hurriedly took out their storage magic items. Spirit stones are good, but you have to be alive to enjoy them.
They couldn't afford to offend Bai Yulong and his group, let alone Zhou Xingdou, whose background and power were even greater than Bai Yulong's.
Without any hesitation, mountains of top-grade spirit stones were piled up to fill the area. Even Zhou Xingdou, who was rolling in money, couldn't help but twitch his lips when he saw such a sight.
Even with a rough calculation, these top-grade spirit stones would amount to hundreds of millions. Even a powerful force would probably not be able to produce so many top-grade spirit stones in a short period of time.
Zhou Xingdou immediately waved his sleeve and stored these top-grade spirit stones in his sleeve storage ring.
Bai Yulong stared blankly at Zhou Xingdou's actions, his face full of question marks. Wasn't he supposed to return it to him?
Zhou Xingdou, without batting an eye, said to Bai Yulong with an air of maturity:
"Yulong, there are so many top-grade spirit stones. If you can't handle them, I'll keep them for you first, so you don't lose them all in gambling."
Old Liu, Bai Yulong's protector, immediately echoed:
“Your Excellency is right. Someone should help the Divine Child safeguard the spirit stones…”
This time, not only Bai Yulong, but even Yuan Tian, who had been silent all along, looked at Lao Liu with some hostility. Could this old bastard be trying to join Zhou Xingdou's ranks?
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