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"Fake credentials?!" Bald Huang donkey, open your eyes wide and look clearly. This is the betting certificate personally written by the Elementary Scholar from the Dunning Gang! Including the capital, there's a total of fifty-eight thousand silver taels.

Holding the eight bets, Pavilion Master Zhang, who was outside the plaza at the exchange center, cursed.

Today, the gambling house in the Martial Competition was run by Han Qing, and the Dunning Gang was established by Han Qing. Among them, the one in charge of managing the gambling house was a monk from the Dunning Gang, Hall Master Huang.

Unfortunately, at the border between the Prefecture Region and Dunning County, there had been numerous fights between Pavilion Master Zhang and Hall Master Huang over the fees charged for the business trip. There had been quite a few feuds between them.

And this Hall Master Huang was the bald man whom Pavilion Master Zhang had addressed as Bald Huang with six ring scars on his head.

"Fifty-eight thousand gold?" Hey Zhang, is your State Fortune Gang poor and crazy? You dare to trick us Dunning Gang's money just by writing a few notes? " Pavilion Master Huang looked at Pavilion Master Zhang with disdain as he mocked.

Upon hearing those words, Pavilion Master Zhang was infuriated.

He had taken the initiative to take out the bets and personally come here to exchange them for silver taels, all for the sake of displaying his prowess in front of the Fan family's princess, in hopes that Fan Yanrou would happily promote him.

However, who would have thought that he would meet his mortal enemy, Hall Master Huang, in a matter that should have been a simple errand?

Unluckily, this guy was actually the one in charge here?

Then, without even looking at the account book, he directly claimed that his eight pieces of credentials were fake and that he would not exchange them for silver taels. How was he going to report this to Princess Fan?

This was simply going too far!

"Bald yellow donkey!" Open your eyes wide and take a good look, is this some kind of credential that you, Dunning, helped you open? " Roaring furiously, Pavilion Master Zhang slammed the eight papers in his hands onto the table.

With this loud roar, the surrounding people who were lined up, waiting to exchange their bets, couldn't help but look over.

"Isn't that Hall Master Huang of the Dunning Gang? "Who dares to yell at him like that?"

"That's right. I heard that this Hall Master Huang was originally a monk from the Shang Qing temple in Shu Province. He had killed four of his fellow disciples in Jiangnan in anger just because four night watchmen saw him violate the perverted ring when he was young."

"After offending this Hall Master Huang, I think that the person is doomed."

At this moment, a person who recognized Pavilion Master Zhang shook his head.

"It might not be true. The person who shouted at him is the leader of a gang in the Prefecture. It's hard to say if he'll be finished."

"The head of the State Fortune Gang?"

After a slight pause, everyone couldn't help but smile at each other.

They had specially come to Longquan, a place they did not care about, for the sake of excitement. And there was no end to the conflict between the State Fortune and Dunning gangs. They knew there was going to be a good show to watch.

As everyone was discussing, Ye Qing, Fan Yan Rou, and the six Prefecture Faction's elites also walked over not far away when they heard the commotion.

Looking at the six Blades and Armors of the State Fortune Gang, Hall Master Huang's expression darkened.

"You coward Zhang, you ate leopard gall today, right?" Hall Master Huang cast a cold glance at the person, "You dare to cause trouble at my place with just six people? Do you think that my Dening Gang doesn't have any one!?"

With that, Hall Master Huang made a gesture, and many of the Dunning Gang members, who were maintaining the order of exchange, immediately surrounded Ye Qing and the others.

"Bald yellow donkey, what do you mean by this?" Could it be that you, Dunning, want to go back on your word? " Upon seeing the crowd surrounding him, Pavilion Master Zhang's complexion immediately turned awful.