Chapter 170: So Arrogant

Walking quickly and slowly, Lin Qi and the other two arrived at Tixiang’s private club before Marrs.

As a social venue Tixiang spent a fortune building, this small club was naturally extravagantly decorated. Though far from the unimaginably fantastical luxury of No.1 Shenghui Street, everything here surpassed the beauty and elegance ordinary minor nobles could ever dream of.

For example, at the entrance, the ones greeting guests draped in light gauze were all beautiful women from the Black Spirit Continent.

These tall, curvy dark-skinned women were lovely, but unlike women from the Western Continent, they were like agile leopards, emanating a fierce and brave aura. The most famous warriors from the Black Spirit Continent weren’t just their Ancestral Spirit Warriors; their tribal women warriors were also formidable fighters.

But all these nearly hundred Black Spirit women wore ruby collars that occasionally gleamed with a dangerous cold light. These collars restrained all their power, suppressed their wildness, forcing them to obey and serve as smiling hostesses here.

“Really, interesting!” Long Cheng widened his eyes in surprise, staring at these strong Black Spirit women. He unhesitatingly scanned them with his mental energy and found over a dozen had strength at the Earth Rank High Stage. With such power, yet they were used as hostesses—Tixiang’s methods were extreme.

Especially one woman whose aura felt particularly strange, faint and elusive, exuding a cold chill as if she could communicate with mysterious external beings at any time. If Long Cheng wasn’t mistaken, she was an Ancestral Spirit Warrior.

Although her own strength was only at Human Rank High Stage, she was indeed an Ancestral Spirit Warrior.

“Very, interesting!” Long Cheng grinned wickedly. “Seems I should learn from the owner here and use Black Spirit women as servants? Hmm, it would surely cause a stir, right? Yeah, back then some ignorant fool competed with me in wealth and brought out twelve Fairy women! Next time I show up with thirty-six Ancestral Spirit women warriors, wouldn’t that scare a lot of people?”

Lin Qi shook his head helplessly. Long Cheng’s way of thinking was indeed unusual—what was he doing thinking about competing in wealth at a time like this? But what did he just say? Bringing out twelve Fairy women? That was really extravagant!

Three tall Black Spirit women slowly approached the trio, a rich earthy scent wafting over. Unlike the delicate, powdered noble misses of the Western Continent, these Black Spirit women carried a simple, natural aura from their dark homeland, making one feel refreshed. They silently gave a slight curtsey, signaling the three to follow them.

Passing through the noisy crowd in the hall, the three followed the Black Spirit women up a staircase straight to the top floor.

Just as they reached the third floor, two Gray Goblins, each only two feet tall, hopped over. They held small pure silver trays with several cups of drinks colored like sparkling gems.

Lin Qi’s eyes widened. This was his first time seeing the legendary Gray Goblins.

He had seen many other types of goblins, like the thieving Black Goblins, known as the biggest thieves on the continent; the brutal, looting Blood Goblins, core members of many bandit groups; and the mysterious, sinister Dark Goblins, skilled in dark magic and evil arts. At Dun Er Ke’s port area, all sorts of strange goblins could be found.

But the Gray Goblins, legendary for mastering countless delicacies, turning simple ingredients into miracles, able to brew exquisite wine from just a handful of rice and a cup of water—Lin Qi was truly seeing them for the first time. These short goblins, covered in soft silver-gray fur, had gentle faces and droopy big ears, looking sad, but that didn’t affect the taste of the wines they made.

Excited, Lin Qi picked up a cup of red wine and drank it in one gulp. A stream of heat rolled down, exploding in his stomach, then turning into a fragrant aroma puffing out his nose and mouth, leaving his whole body permeated with rich wine scent.

Lin Qi couldn’t help exclaiming, “Marvelous! These little ones truly live up to their reputation!”

Casually tossing a few Copper Coins onto the tray, Lin Qi knew Gray Goblins loved money; rewarding them after enjoying their fare motivated them to create even better food and drink. But Lin Qi loved money even more—giving a few Copper Coins was already quite an effort for him.

Long Cheng also grabbed a cup and drank it down. His eyes widened suddenly, and he tilted his head, savoring the taste before shaking his head and pulling a few Ruby gems the size of beans from his sleeve, dropping them onto the tray.

Lin Qi rolled his eyes. He had only given a few Copper Coins, while Long Cheng gave several Rubies worth a fortune. Damn, no wonder this guy always ran out of money so fast—was this how he spent it?

Just as Lin Qi was mentally complaining that Long Cheng deserved being forced to pawn his coat at a pawnshop, Tixiang’s laughter sounded from nearby.

“Lartus, these two are the ones I prepared to play for me today. Don’t underestimate them—I lost over two million in one afternoon, and we weren’t even betting heavily, just regular play cost me over two million!”

Lin Qi looked up. The third floor of this small building was an extremely spacious hall, now brightly lit, with some well-dressed young men and women sitting scattered on sofas. In the center stood a large oval wooden table, where two stern-faced middle-aged men in tight clothes stood beside a thick stack of cards.

Tixiang and Lartus sat on a two-seater sofa closest to the table. Lartus was smiling toward Lin Qi, and Tixiang waved at them with a grin.

Lin Qi returned a smile, and the three walked over to Tixiang and Lartus.

Lartus smiled, examining Lin Qi and curiously looking at Long Cheng, who held his head high with his nostrils pointing upward. Lartus nodded slightly. “Tonight’s game relies on you two. Each side puts in ten million Gold Coins; whoever loses all ten million loses the game. Please don’t let me down!”

Before Lartus finished speaking, a deep, resonant voice like a beast’s roar came from behind. “Lartus, you’re definitely losing tonight, what’s there to say? Haha, who dares to win from me?”

Everyone frowned—this was too arrogant.