Chapter 172: Money Game (9)

The servant trembled. "Yes. The news has already spread everywhere. They're saying the Second Young Master made ten million. Even Madam is asking what exactly happened..."

The Eldest Young Master suddenly felt a headache coming on.

He had only lost five hundred thousand, yet the Second Young Master had won ten million. That meant both the Third Young Master and He Yu had to be incredibly wealthy!

Then he thought about how he could have won twelve million, only to end up losing five hundred thousand instead.

The Eldest Young Master felt an ache in his heart, filled with regret.

All he could think was—

When I'd reached twelve million, I should have stopped while I was ahead.

Next time, I definitely won't be greedy.

Someone actually managed to win ten million!!

That was ten million!

Whenever their family compared assets internally, they compared the increase in asset value. The appreciation of {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} the assets in his own hands this quarter seemed to be just short of ten million.

Yet the Second Young Master had already reached ten million!

—Could it be that this competition would end with the Second Young Master stealing the victory?

If the Eldest Young Master had previously treated gambling as nothing more than a game, then now he genuinely felt it might actually be a business—a way to make money...

And if luck was on your side, you could make an enormous amount of money.

The Eldest Young Master was tempted.

At that moment, another servant hurried inside, excitement evident in his voice.

"Eldest Young Master! The steward just went to see the Second Young Master. This matter may reach the Family Head!"

"What?!" The Eldest Young Master's expression changed dramatically.

It had always been a contest between himself and the Third Young Master, and he had won more often than not. He had been certain of victory this time as well.

But now the Second Young Master had suddenly risen to prominence, drawing the Family Head's attention with ten million.

Would the family's resources have to be divided among three people every quarter from now on?

The Eldest Young Master couldn't accept that.

Besides, the Second Young Master's mother had always been ordered around by his own mother. If he allowed the Second Young Master to rise, his mother would definitely suffer.

He slammed the table.

"Have people keep watch on the Third Young Master and Young Master He. The moment they've rested enough, report to me immediately."

"Yes!"

—

Inside the Third Young Master's room.

The Third Young Master pinched the space between his nose and upper lip, breathing unevenly as his voice trembled.

"Ten million... He won ten million! What exactly happened? How could you let him win ten million?!"

That entire ten million had come from him.

He had originally had five million, then secretly scraped together another five million to set the Eldest Young Master up.

In a single night, every last bit of it had been lost to the Second Young Master.

The Second Young Master had gotten all the benefits, while he himself hadn't a single cent left.

Once again, the Third Young Master felt as though he'd stepped into a trap. His breathing grew ragged, and he felt utterly miserable.

He Yu remained completely composed.

"Calm down. It's only ten million."

Only?!

—That was my ten million!!

The Third Young Master screamed inwardly, glaring at He Yu so fiercely it seemed he wanted to devour him.

He Yu remained perfectly calm. Rising to his feet, he slowly packed away the black suitcase.

"I always keep my promises," he said evenly. "I'll make the Eldest Young Master lose thirty million."

Just as he finished speaking, someone quietly reported,

"The Eldest Young Master has people watching us. He said that once you and Young Master He have rested, he'll come over to play."

The Third Young Master's eyes immediately lit up.

He quickly relayed the news to He Yu, instantly becoming energized again. Shoving the servant aside, he stood up on his own.

"The Eldest Young Master seems interested again. Have him come over right now!"

"Wait."

He Yu stopped him.

The Third Young Master looked at him in confusion.

"What are you doing?"

Tilting his head slightly, He Yu smiled.

"Sleeping. Resting."

The Third Young Master blinked.

"???"

He Yu walked toward the bed with leisurely steps, his back calm and composed. His voice carried a trace of drowsiness.

"If we're too impatient, we'll only alert the prey. Be patient."

The Third Young Master fell silent.

"..."

That reason was acceptable.

[Bullet Screen: "Actually... the first reason is probably the real one."]

[Bullet Screen: "Exactly. Blue Star Contestant No. 2333, He Yu, simply can't be analyzed with normal logic. Hahahaha."]

[Bullet Screen: "He's been stirring things up for so many days, yet nothing has actually happened. All the money ended up in the Second Young Master's hands. I honestly have no idea what He Yu is trying to do!"]

[Bullet Screen: "Whatever he's doing, he's way slower than Cheng Zhao."]

The Third Young Master yawned.

"Then I'll take a nap too. Once I wake up, have the Eldest Young Master come over. This time... we can finally win his money, right?"

He Yu nodded.

As though remembering something, he turned toward the Third Young Master, narrowing his eyes. His voice carried an irresistible temptation.

"You don't have any money left on the books now. So what's your plan next? Are you going to cooperate with us... or find another five million somehow?"

The Third Young Master's eyes widened.

Another five million?

He'd already invested enough!

The only reason he was completely listening to He Yu now was because he'd already lost too much. There was simply no way for him to stop.

He was just about to refuse when He Yu said quietly,

"Right now we're only making the Eldest Young Master lose thirty million. Considering your family's wealth, along with his mother's private savings, thirty million isn't enough to drive him into a corner. Only stripping the Eldest Young Master of everything would truly corner him. If you bring another five million, you'll get to see him lose everything."

The Third Young Master fell silent.

...

Why was that... oddly tempting?

—

By the time He Yu finished resting, it was already afternoon.

The Eldest Young Master had spent the entire morning anxiously waiting, unable to sit still.

The moment the two of them got out of bed, he arrived.

He waited in the Third Young Master's residence until He Yu had finished eating before the three of them resumed their money game—

Gambling.

Throughout the entire afternoon, the Eldest Young Master's highest point was winning six million.

The Third Young Master's highest point was winning seven million.

By dinnertime, however, the Eldest Young Master had lost one million, the Third Young Master had lost two million, and He Yu had won three million.

The Third Young Master's face darkened.

The Eldest Young Master had originally been in a poor mood as well, but seeing the Third Young Master like this immediately cheered him up.

True, he'd lost one million.

But they were gambling with enormous stakes.

Yesterday afternoon he'd lost five million, and last night the Second Young Master had won ten million.

Compared to that, losing one million almost seemed insignificant.

Over the past few days, using millions as the betting unit had become perfectly normal.

He'd only lost one million.

The Third Young Master had lost two million—twice as much.

Moreover, when he'd been six million ahead, he hadn't stopped.

The Third Young Master had reached seven million ahead and still managed to lose it all.

Looking at his gloomy expression, the Eldest Young Master was in an excellent mood.

Standing up, he clasped his hands behind his back and waved casually.

"Let's continue tonight if everyone's free."

After he left, the Third Young Master's face became even darker as he stared gloomily at He Yu.

—He had genuinely lost another two million.

Yes.

He had managed to scrape together another five million.

This time it had come from his mother, the Second Madam.

The Second Madam was favored by the Family Head and had plenty of money. She had secretly given him another five million, naturally under the pretense of helping him win this capital competition.

The five million had barely reached his hands.

Now two million was already gone.

He had already lost twelve million because of He Yu.

On top of that, there was still the six-million IOU.

The Third Young Master wanted to kill He Yu.

But not only was he incapable of killing He Yu...

Even if he could, he didn't want to anymore.

It would be too great a loss.

His money was all in the Second Young Master's hands!!

Twelve million.

Five million of that belonged to the Second Madam.

He was already being roasted over an open fire.

He no longer had any room to choose.

Once he'd boarded He Yu's ship, even if he wanted to get off now, he didn't dare.

If things ended here...

He would have nothing.

The Eldest Young Master would lose almost nothing.

The Second Young Master would rise to prominence.

And he himself would be left with absolutely nothing.

Compared with losing the family competition, he feared being punished by the Family Head for losing so badly even more.

For the first time, the Third Young Master neither questioned He Yu nor asked what the next plan was.

He simply stared at He Yu darkly before standing up and turning away, leaving behind only a single sentence—

"Don't think the Third Young Master of the Bray family is so easy to fool."

That was all.

No threats.

No grabbing He Yu by the collar.

Just a seemingly casual warning before walking away.

Yet precisely because of that...

It meant He Yu had completely offended the Third Young Master of the Bray family.

From the Third Young Master's perspective, he simply couldn't get off the ship right now.

The moment he could, he would immediately abandon ship...

Then turn around and deal with He Yu.

As far as the Third Young Master was concerned, He Yu merely possessed extraordinarily powerful defensive equipment.

He himself couldn't do anything to He Yu.

But the Bray Family Head certainly could.

—So the moment he got off this ship, he would immediately have the Bray Family Head kill He Yu.

[Bullet Screen: "He Yu has completely offended the Third Young Master. I thought they were supposed to cooperate."]

[Bullet Screen: "Come on. That was never cooperation. The Third Young Master's money keeps disappearing."]

[Bullet Screen: "That's true. He Yu only promised to bankrupt the Eldest Young Master. He never promised to make the Third Young Master any money. What a language trap. I'm actually starting to feel sorry for the Third Young Master."]

[Bullet Screen: "What's there to pity? The Third Young Master was in a bad mood and just beat a servant to death for stealing. On a planet where everyone's a villain, there's nobody worth sympathizing with."]

He Yu saw the Bullet Screen.

Yet he paid it no attention whatsoever.

Carrying his suitcase, he calmly walked toward the dining hall.

Money would definitely be made.

But what was the rush?

Had Cheng Zhao completely crushed him yet?

Not yet.

To achieve the overwhelming victory specified by the rules, Cheng Zhao would probably have to reach first place on the Rich List.

And Cheng Zhao was still very, very far from first place.

Of course He Yu had seen the Bullet Screen discussing Cheng Zhao's money-making method.

He had to admit...

Cheng Zhao was very clever.

His method was excellent.

However...

It wasn't suitable for He Yu.

—He had chosen another path.

A path that, if executed properly, would be even faster than outright robbery.

He Yu found himself looking forward to it.

Who would be faster—

Himself or Cheng Zhao?

Who would win this contest?

A smile curved his lips as he continued walking at an unhurried pace.

Tap.

Tap.

Tap.

His leather shoes struck the floor in crisp, rhythmic beats, as gentle and pleasing as a melody.

The brilliant sunlight fell across him, making his entire figure seem to glow.

The tailored suit perfectly outlined his physique.

As he walked past, every servant and bodyguard stared blankly.

The viewers in the livestream went wild.

Only after he had disappeared did Bodyguard B finally recover.

He sighed sincerely.

"No wonder he's so capable."

"...He's unbelievably good-looking."

Bodyguard A remained silent for a moment.

Then he nodded in agreement.

—

That night, both the Eldest Young Master and the Second Young Master came.

Another night of fierce gambling began.

Only at dawn did He Yu call a stop, as all three had become completely bloodshot with obsession.

Over the course of the night, the Eldest Young Master lost another five hundred thousand.

Including his previous losses, his total assets had fallen to just over eight million.

The Second Young Master lost a full two million.

His assets had dropped to only eight million.

The Third Young Master won one million.

Even so, his total assets amounted to only four million.

The Eldest Young Master left completely satisfied.

He had this capital competition in the bag.

Although he didn't know exactly how much money the Third Young Master still had, judging from the Second Young Master's reaction and the bits of information He Yu had casually revealed, the Second Young Master had won a tremendous amount from the Third Young Master.

The Third Young Master now possessed only four million.

The Eldest Young Master was certain that he had the largest fortune.

His mood naturally improved, and he no longer cared about the money he'd lost.

The Second Young Master was somewhat bothered.

However, every cent he possessed had been won through gambling.

He still had eight million remaining.

That wasn't a small amount.

Besides...

If he worked a little harder, perhaps he could even surpass the Eldest Young Master's eight million?

After all, the Eldest Young Master wasn't ahead by much.

Naturally, the Second Young Master had ambitions.

He wanted to surpass him.

The Third Young Master was the only winner besides He Yu.

Naturally, he wasn't in a bad mood anymore.

Even the grim expression on his face eased somewhat.

However, after the Eldest and Second Young Masters left, the Third Young Master looked at He Yu and said darkly,

"Today is the last day. You'd better keep your promise."

Three days.

Only one day and one night remained.

He Yu merely smiled without saying a word.

The Third Young Master flicked his sleeve and strode away.

The instant he turned around, however, his face darkened once more.

—He Yu might be unreliable.

—But he could rely on himself.

The Eldest and Second Young Masters still had plenty of money.

He currently had the least capital.

But what if he won the Eldest Young Master's and Second Young Master's money?

Especially the Second Young Master.

His card skills were actually quite average.

Thinking of this, a strange light flashed through the Third Young Master's eyes.

Everyone left the room.

He Yu alone remained seated at the table.

Between his fingers, he casually twirled a single playing card.

The spade card spun deftly through his fingers.

A brilliant smile slowly spread across his face.

His voice was low and husky.

"It's time."

"The net should finally be drawn in."