The Revenge of the Reborn Supreme Sovereign-Chapter 16: A Multimillion-Dollar Compensation! (Vote for recommendation!)

Looking at Zhou Xueman, whose arrogant sneer was filled with mocking contempt, Qin Fan simply chuckled dismissively and shook his head. For now, he wasn’t interested in dwelling on whether she had hired someone to cause trouble for him. In fact, from another perspective, he almost had to thank her. If it weren’t for that attacking baseball team, where would these several hundred thousand yuan have come from?

He couldn’t even be bothered to give her another glance. With his hands in his pockets, Qin Fan turned to the two burly guards and said flatly, "I’ll ask one more time. Can I go in?"

Qin Fan had already made up his mind. If these two goons tried to stop him again, he would just fight his way through. There would be no need to gamble then; he would just take the money by force! He wouldn’t feel the slightest guilt about robbing a gambling den.

"Miss Zhou, is he your friend?" The guards were familiar with Zhou Xueman and immediately looked up to ask her.

Friend? Does this piece of trash from the Qin family have the right to be my friend? He’s not even qualified to shine my shoes!

"You don’t recognize the infamous outcast of the Qin family?" A mocking sneer tugged at the corner of Zhou Xueman’s lips as she replied teasingly.

The Qin family outcast? The guards were taken aback. As employees of Mountain and Water Manor, how could they not have heard of the useless outcast whose name was infamous throughout Jiangzhou’s high society? But hearing about him and seeing him in person were two different things. Her answer left them deeply puzzled. Is Mountain and Water Manor a place that some coward kicked out of the Qin family can just enter? If it were an ordinary, or even a low-ranking, member of the Qin family, they would have been respectfully welcomed the moment their identity was known. But an outcast? How could he possibly afford to enter this den of extravagance?

"Tsk, tsk... forget it. Since our great Young Master Qin wants to try his luck, just let him in. If he doesn’t have any money, I’ll lend him some! Let him pass!" Zhou Xueman said playfully, glancing at Qin Fan with utter scorn without waiting for a reply.

"Alright, Miss Zhou. Since he’s ’your friend,’ he can go in." The guard emphasized "your friend" to absolve himself of any potential future responsibility.

As the guard finished speaking, the electronic gate swung open.

Zhou Xueman gunned the engine and sped past Qin Fan, laying on the horn provocatively right as she passed his ear.

In response, Qin Fan licked his lips and gave a meaningful smirk. He watched the fiery red car disappear, the corners of his mouth turning up slightly. Then, with his hands still in his pockets, he nonchalantly strolled inside.

After passing through multiple layers of security checks, Qin Fan appeared in the underground gambling hall of Mountain and Water Manor, holding over 200,000 yuan in chips he had exchanged from his bank card. As for Zhou Xueman, she was nowhere to be seen.

His expression remained placid, a faint smile on his face as he walked over to a Sic Bo table. He hadn’t come here to play it safe. If he was going to win, he would win big and win fast.

"Place your bets!"

With the whoosh of the pneumatic shaker rattling the dice, the uniformed Croupier smiled and gestured for the game to begin. Instantly, stacks of chips were shoved forward by the frenzied gamblers.

Leisurely activating his Eyes of Golden Flame, Qin Fan glanced at the dice shaker’s cover. Without any reservation, he pushed all of his chips precisely onto the space for a total of fifteen.

Over two hundred thousand on a specific point total? Qin Fan’s move immediately drew a number of stares. Although everyone here was of considerable status, with even the least of them being nouveau riche, seeing someone throw down more than 200,000 on a single high-odds bet right from the start was still somewhat astonishing.

Meeting their gazes, Qin Fan simply shrugged with a smile.

Just then, the bell rang. The Croupier called for an end to the betting amid the roars of the players, and the cover was lifted.

"Four, five, six! Fifteen points! Big!" the Croupier announced with a faint smile. Staff members beside him immediately began to swiftly collect losing bets and pay out the winners.

"Keep mine there," Qin Fan said calmly, his hands back in his pockets. "Let it all ride."

The gamblers and staff alike were stunned. A fourteen-fold payout on over 200,000, and he was letting it all ride? Where did this clueless young wastrel come from?

The gamblers shook their heads, already pitying Qin Fan’s parents.

"Of course, sir," a staff member beside the Croupier said with a smile.

Again, the sound of the dice shaker filled the air. When the Croupier called for bets, Qin Fan glanced at the cover and stated nonchalantly, "Seventeen. All in."

Seventeen? A fifty-fold payout for seventeen? Has this wastrel lost his mind?

The Croupier and the staff couldn’t help but frown. A fifty-fold payout on more than two million would be over one hundred million! While Mountain and Water Manor’s underground casino was financially robust, a single payout of over one hundred million at the Sic Bo table was unheard of. Such a thing had never happened here, or even in places like Macau or Las Vegas!

Twenty seconds later, his palms slick with sweat, the Croupier lifted the cover.

"Six, six, five! Seventeen points! Big!"

At the Croupier’s unnatural-sounding announcement, every gambler at the table was completely floored.

It’s really seventeen? A payout of over one hundred million? This is insane!

But what they found even more insane was what Qin Fan said next.

"Leave it there. Let it ride."

Still going? With over one hundred million, he’s still going?

It wasn’t just the gamblers; the Croupier and the staff could no longer remain calm. They were now certain that Qin Fan must have brought some high-tech device that allowed him to see through the cover! Otherwise, who would bet over two million on the highly improbable total of seventeen? And now he was about to bet over a hundred million? What other explanation could there be but cheating?

After a moment of stupor, the other gamblers also came to this realization. One by one, they looked at Qin Fan with expressions of pity and sorrow. Did this clueless kid not know what the name Mountain and Water Manor meant in all of Lingnan? Daring to cheat here... was there even any need to wonder about the consequences? In the five-year history of the manor, there had only been three instances of cheating. The day after each incident, the media reported the discovery of a floating corpse in the Zhujiang River.

In everyone’s eyes, Qin Fan was already a dead man.

"Sir, I apologize," the Croupier said, maintaining his professional smile as he gave a slight bow. "The amount is too large, so I need to ask my superiors for authorization. Thank you for your understanding."

"Go ahead," Qin Fan replied with a dismissive smile and a nod.

"Apologies, everyone. Please wait a moment." The Croupier bowed once more to the gamblers at the table before turning and quickly walking toward the back rooms.

By now, news of the hundred-million-plus payout had spread like wildfire. A crowd of people, their eyes wide with disbelief, began to gather around the table. They all wanted to see who this legendary figure was. Whether he had cheated or just gotten incredibly lucky, could anyone really walk out of here with over a hundred million yuan?

Among the crowd was Zhou Xueman, who had been making small, recreational bets with her classmates. But when she saw that the center of all the attention was Qin Fan, she froze completely.

How is this possible? How could it be this good-for-nothing?