Chapter 1827 - 1828: Quiet

Lin Xian looked at the already hung-up phone, his expression strange.

Forget it, let's go see on the right.

He bought the yacht himself and joined the club, Lin Xi put in a lot of effort running back and forth.

In terms of emotion and reason, he should lend a hand, just to repay the favor. Thinking of this, Lin Xian drained the glass of champagne in one go,

brought his phone and wallet, and went out the door. Ten minutes later,

the black Bentley steadily stopped outside the club's marina.

The driver stopped the car and reminded, "Mr. Lin, we've arrived!"

Lin Xian nodded and instructed, "You head back first, I'll call you when I need the car!"

With that, Lin Xian opened the door and got out of the car.

The marina at night was as quiet as ever.

Except for some staff on duty, there was no one else to be seen.

After showing his membership card, Lin Xian strode onto the marina and waited for a few minutes.

Lin Xian couldn't help but frown. Just as he was about to pull out his phone to call Lin Xi, he saw a luxurious yacht slowly approaching from the river, finally docking at the marina.

This super yacht had an impressive exterior, its length rivaling that of Lin Xian's yacht. The deck has a total of three levels; from afar, it was brightly lit, akin to a floating sea castle. After docking, the automatic steps on the rear deck slowly descended, and a beautiful girl dressed in a maid outfit stood on the deck smiling and asked,

"Excuse me, are you the Gambling God of Jinling, sir?" What on earth.

Lin Xian was taken aback, his face full of confusion.

Gambling God of Jinling.

Damn, this is so LOW!

For crying out loud, without guessing it's obvious, this crappy nickname is definitely something that dog Lin Xi came up with. Lin Xian took a deep breath, suppressed the embarrassment in his heart, and nodded, "Yes, that's me!"

Seeing him admit it, the maid outfit lady slightly bowed, respectfully saying, "Mr. Lin has been waiting for you for a long time,

please board the ship. If Lin Xi that troublemaker doesn't have a reasonable explanation later, I'm absolutely going to kill him, damn.

But this LOW of a nickname, this embarrassing moniker, he actually came up with it.

Sincerely thinking, Lin Xian stepped aboard the yacht.

Gambling God, this way, please...

Before the maid outfit lady could finish her words, Lin Xian interrupted, "Just call me Mr. Lin.

Upon hearing this, the maid outfit lady smiled and jokingly said, "Okay, Gambling God, no problem, Gambling God of Jinling Lin.

Lin Xian was puzzled: ???

Are the servers nowadays this cheeky?

Lin Xian slightly frowned, taking a closer look at her. Just now the lighting on the marina was too dim, coupled with the nickname Gambling God of Jinling attracted his attention, that he barely looked at this maid outfit lady.

Now upon careful examination, he immediately noticed something was amiss. Very pretty, at least a 95 in terms of looks, with a great figure, and combined with the maid outfit, very alluring. Of course, that's not the focus.

The focus is her aura and her gaze.

Her aura is captivating, elegant with a touch of playfulness.

At this moment, her gaze at Lin Xian was filled with a bit of mockery, a bit of curiosity, and some indescribable hint.

Such demeanor and gaze definitely wouldn't appear on an ordinary server.

"Interesting!"

Lin Xian smiled slightly, suddenly feeling amused.

Seeing this, the maid outfit lady also smiled, extending her hand playfully, "Nice to meet you, Gambling God. Let me introduce myself, my name is Zhao Shitong, you can also call me by my English name, Amelia.

Lin Xian reached out to shake her hand, jokingly said, "Alright, server, no problem server!"

"Sigh hehe!"

Zhao Shitong was amused by him, then said, "A gentleman shouldn't be so narrow-minded, especially when facing a lady."

Lin Xian teased, "If you don't mention the Gambling God title again, I would be happy to play the gentleman for once."

"You seem quite repulsed by this title, but I think it's cool." Zhao Shitong seriously said. This chick seems to have been abroad for a long time, as her behavior exuded a foreign socialite vibe.

However, such a Western socialite demeanor didn't seem out of place with her, considering she was biracial.

Despite the facial features and skin possessing the delicacy and grace of Oriental ethnicity, the prominent nose bridge and eyes showed the distinct dimensionality unique to Westerners.

Especially those sapphire blue eyes, like gemstones.

Very cool?

Lin Xian's expression turned strange, raising an eyebrow, "Are you serious?"

"Absolutely!"

Zhao Shitong shrugged, earnestly said.

Despite her pretty good acting skills, Lin Xian still caught a mischievous glint deep in her eyes.

…Very cheeky!

Lin Xian smiled meaningfully and said, "You should just call me Mr. Lin, or Lin Xian is also fine.

"Okay!"

Zhao Shitong nodded, then smiled and said, "Let's go in quickly, your friend seems to be in quite an awkward situation."

Awkward?

This guy gave me such a LOW nickname, Lin Xian even sinisterly thought of letting him stew in embarrassment for a while.

But it's just a thought, he's not that petty.

After all, this time he was here to return the favor.

Following Zhao Shitong all the way upstairs to the second floor.

Walking into the hall, the scene before his eyes made him pause momentarily. The hall was beautifully decorated, with drinks and desserts in abundance.

Aside from Zhao Shitong, there were three other women, one of whom was Liu Sichun.

The other two women Lin Xian didn't know, including one foreign chick.

Their outfits were interesting too, Liu Sichun was wearing a purple witch costume, holding a glass of red wine, sitting there diagonally. Meanwhile, the blonde-haired, blue-eyed foreign lady wore a traditional Hanfu, and the other beauty donned a vintage medieval European evening gown.

Is this...

A masquerade party?

Or a costume party?

Lin Xian scanned around the hall, eventually spotting Lin Xi in a corner.

His attire... wait, he's not even wearing clothes.

Currently, except for a pair of boxers, he had only a pair of white socks left on his feet.

Hands hugging himself, trembling, looking extremely awkward.

Like a sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

What the heck!

What's going on?

For a moment, Lin Xian felt stupefied.

Seeing Lin Xian, Lin Xi was suddenly overjoyed, his expression as if he'd seen a family member.

"Brother, you've finally arrived!"

Lin Yao hurried to his side, then lowered his voice, "Good brother, if you hadn't come, I was almost about to jump into the river. Lend me your coat for a while, these chicks are deliberately not turning on the heater, they're freezing me to death!"

Lin Xian raised his eyebrow, took off his coat and handed it to him.

Though the hall wasn't exactly open-air, in this kind of weather, without the heater on, being naked was still very cold.

Receiving the coat, Lin Xi quickly put it on.

After buttoning up, he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

Lin Xian whispered, "What exactly is going on?"

The scene was too bizarre, he still felt somewhat confused.

Upon hearing this, Lin Xi's expression stiffened, extremely embarrassed. ". Well, the situation is a bit complicated."

Seeing him stammering, Zhao Shitong on the side chuckled and said, "Here's what happened, this Gambling King of Capital City heard we were hosting a party, so he volunteered to join. During the party, the Gambling King suggested playing Texas Poker."

"The Gambling King was really merciful and proposed a suggestion that if anyone couldn't bring out chips, they could remove a piece of clothing, each piece worth ten million chips. As you can see, the Gambling King's luck tonight seems to be quite off."

Capital City Gambling Loser, Jinling Gambling God, how much lower can you go?

After hearing Zhao Shitong's explanation, Lin Xian understood it completely.

This guy must have figured out from Liu Sichun that a few of these women were having a party.

Then this guy shamelessly joined, proposing to play Texas Poker. As for why he suggested such a condition, it was a mutual understanding without being spoken.