Chapter 1873: Gift Giving

“Alright! I’ll arrange someone to come over right away, don’t worry. I know the people at the casino, a few words, and they’ll treat you like a VIP. No one will dare to cause you any trouble.”

The pretty boy pulled out a card and slapped it on the table with generosity, “Grandpa, take it and gamble with it!”

Yaen Chi glanced sideways subtly, tapping his fingers languidly on the table, “Take it back, Grandpa already has this little bit of money.”

The pretty boy was taken aback, “Why don’t you check how much is in it before you speak?”

Yaen Chi stood up, merely squinting slightly, lifting the corner of his brow, exuding a condescending disdain, and unabashedly mocked, “You have the nerve to bring out this child’s play money, such shameful display.”

The pretty boy was shamed into fury for a second.

He at least has immense wealth, doesn’t he!

However, he couldn’t muster any toughness in front of Yaen Chi, and before chasing after him, he put the card back in his pocket.

“Well, Grandpa, enjoy yourself, play freely, the door at home is left open for you, call me if you need anything, no one in G City dares to bully you!”

Yaen Chi showed no apparent reaction to his words.

The car pulled up in front, the pretty boy personally opened the backseat door, Yaen Chi sat inside without giving him a single glance, treated him like air.

A car followed behind with some bodyguards selected by the pretty boy.

When Yaen Chi went to the casino, they didn’t follow inside, just waited in the car.

He had good luck, won quite a bit, but all the winnings were converted into cash and thrown away, the casino staff were watching him the whole time, trying to prevent him from winning and puzzled by his lavish squandering, he came and went without taking a penny, didn’t even give them a chance to find fault.

Throughout the night, Yaen Chi visited five or six casinos without losing a single game.

It was utterly dull.

“Boring.”

Yaen Chi propped himself up on the table, pointed at the chips in front of him, “Go exchange these.”

His so-called “a bit” amounted to nearly a hundred million.

Several bodyguards brought boxes of cash over, they had been following him since Yaen Chi entered the third casino.

“Sir, shall we throw it all?”

Yaen Chi: “Throw it.”

At his command, the bodyguards opened the boxes, tossing the cash into the air. Some hadn’t even been thrown before people surged to grab the money, and the bodyguards got trapped amidst the crowd.

Yaen Chi calmly retreated to the periphery, lit a cigarette, holding it lightly between his fingers, drew a puff to his lips, the curling white smoke veiling his slightly narrowed black eyes in shadow.

“Sir!”

The bodyguards noticed Yaen Chi was about to leave, panicking, they called out loudly. Yaen Chi heard them, didn’t turn back, just raised his hand to gesture.

He didn’t leave the casino but walked towards the second floor, and the bodyguards stopped following.

On the second floor there was a semi-circular balcony extending outward, Yaen Chi leaned on the railing, slightly hunched, holding a half-smoked cigarette in his mouth, watching the people below consumed by desire, a faint cold mockery at his mouth corner.

Footsteps came from behind.

Yaen Chi’s gaze shifted back slightly, then calmly retracted.

The visitor stood behind him, politely and respectfully said, “Sir, our boss extends an invitation. Would you oblige us with your presence?”

Yaen Chi didn’t move, as if he hadn’t heard.

“Sir?”

He turned around, took the cigarette from his mouth, flicking off a bit of ash with his fingers, “How do you intend to invite me?”

The visitor, in a black suit, looked to be in his early twenties, yet exuded a worldly finesse, “Naturally inviting you over, if you’re unwilling, we won’t force you. However, our boss said Mr. Yaen spent extravagantly in the casino all night, and he wishes to offer you a grand gift.”