The Dominance of the Son-in-Law: My Wealthy and Beautiful Wife

Chapter 429 - 429: Just Wait to Get Lost!

Qin Feng gave him another indifferent glance, then ignored him completely, continuing to eat and chat with Dong Haimei.

"..."

Being ignored by this trash once again, Jiang Ziqiu felt as if his heart was being viciously stabbed by a knife.

At this moment.

A commotion suddenly erupted outside.

Jiang Ziqiu stood up, opened the door, and looked out, only to see that the entire hall, with over a hundred people, had gathered around three newcomers.

Out of curiosity, he listened for a bit.

Turns out, those three people had just returned from the Ancient City in the desert!

Jiang Ziqiu was thrilled.

He ran back to Qin Feng and said, "Come on, let's make a bet. I bet you've been talking nonsense just now. If I lose, I'm your grandson! Do you dare to take the bet?!"

At this moment, Dong Haimei frowned and said, "Are you ever going to stop?"

"Just this one time!"

Jiang Ziqiu, excited, said to Qin Feng again, "If I lose, I'll leave without a word, but if I win, you leave. Do you dare?!"

He had proposed a bet to Qin Feng earlier.

After being ignored by Qin Feng, he was helpless.

Because even if they made a bet, it wouldn't prove whether what Qin Feng said was true or false.

But now it was different.

Now that people had returned from the Ancient City, it would completely prove that he was bluffing.

Seeing that Qin Feng was still unmoved, Jiang Ziqiu continued, "Okay, if I lose, not only will I leave, but I'll add a million to that! If you lose, you don't need to pay, just leave, isn't that cheap enough for you?"

As he spoke, he took out a pen and a check, scribbling down a million.

"What? Still not agreeing?"

Jiang Ziqiu's heart was racing.

Qin Feng doesn't dare, what does that mean?

It means he's guilty!

"Like this, I'll add another two hundred thousand, making it three million in total!! Isn't that sincere enough?" Jiang Ziqiu wrote another check for two million. "If you miss this chance, there won't be another! If you lose, you don't have to pay, but if I lose, this three million is yours. Where else could you find such a good deal?"

"..."

Seeing that Jiang Ziqiu was relentless and even interrupting his meal, Qin Feng finally said, "Alright! Then as you wish."

With those words.

Jiang Ziqiu excitedly laughed uproariously, "Hahahaha... Qin Feng, just wait to roll out of here! Hahaha..."

"Oh?"

Qin Feng blinked in confusion.

He had just agreed to his bet; what was he getting so excited about?

"Qin Feng." After his laughter, Jiang Ziqiu said smugly, "Don't you think in your heart that since there's no way to prove your earlier words were false, you plan to stubbornly deny everything and just take the three million, right?"

"Uh..."

Qin Feng shook his head and said, "I'm betting with you just because I find you so annoying; it's affecting my meal."

"Stop bluffing!"

Jiang Ziqiu said with a smug, cold laugh, "Let me tell you, do you know why there was such a commotion outside earlier? It's because people have returned from the Sand Demon Ancient City!! Now your lies should be exposed! Haha, what nonsense about thirty Grandmasters and only one survivor? Ridiculous, I knew all along you were bluffing..."

As he rattled on, Qin Feng, feeling awkward, pointed towards the door and said, "Big brother, you should go outside first, find that person, and get the facts clear, then come back!"

"Hmph! I'll go find out what happened right now!"

Jiang Ziqiu said.

He immediately stormed out the door.

The private room quieted down.

Qin Feng took the three million check from the table and handed it to Dong Haimei, saying, "Earlier, you gave a million to the One-eyed Dragon, and I need two million to gather those herbs; the three million will repay you."

"..."

Dong Haimei was astonished and said, "You, you're that confident?"

Although she was willing to believe Qin Feng.

What Qin Feng had just said was indeed too far-fetched.

To think that of the more than sixty people who went, thirty were Grandmasters, and only one survived, it seemed unbelievable.

Moreover.

His cultivation wasn't high, in fact, it was very low, so why had so many died while he alone managed to come out of the desert alive?

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Qin Feng shrugged his shoulders.

Outside.

In the hall.

Everyone made room for the three people who had just entered, clearing a table for them to enjoy good food and drink, eagerly looking at them, inquiring about the actual situation of the Ancient City in the desert, including Jiang Ziqiu.

Jiang Ziqiu even took out a recording pen specifically to make a recording for Qin Feng.

These three people were none other than the Broken Mountain Sect Master Zheng Aotian and his two protectors, one fat and one thin.

The three had just emerged from the desert, their cultivation only slowly recovering halfway through, both hungry and thirsty.

After eating something, someone finally couldn't help asking, "Master Zheng, could you tell us what exactly happened in the Ancient City?"

"Ah..."

Zheng Aotian took a sip of wine and let out a long sigh, his eyes filled with endless sorrow.

"Master Zheng, please tell us! Did you find the rumored treasure?"

One of them asked again, urgently.

"We found it."

Master Zheng sighed once more.

Upon hearing this, everyone became excited and said hurriedly, "What about the treasure? Let us all have a look. The legend says that it's one of the keys to open 'Kunlun Mist Cloud', but what does it actually look like?"

"Unfortunately, I didn't get it." Master Zheng said again, "A Fire Qilin swallowed it."

"It might also be..."

The fat protector was gnawing on a duck neck and wanted to suggest that it might be in Qin Feng's hands.

But Master Zheng glared at him, and he had to shut up, giving a "I understand" look with his eyes, indicating that the treasure shouldn't be made known to more people, otherwise it would interfere with their own attempts to seize it.

"A Fire Qilin?!"

A buzz of astonishment spread through the crowd.

The Kirin Divine Beast had only appeared in legends; it was unexpected that it actually existed in the Ancient City.

"Then... what about the others? Why only you three returned? When you left, weren't there more than sixty people from over ten sects?"

Another person couldn't restrain himself and asked again.

"Dead, they are all dead..."

Zheng Aotian let out another long sigh.

"What?!"

People also exclaimed in shock again.

"All dead?!"

"How is that possible! Among those sixty-plus people, there were thirty Grandmasters; the rest were Half-step Masters. How could it be a total annihilation?!"

"Exactly!"

"It's just too hard to believe!"

"..."

The crowd was abuzz with discussion.

Jiang Ziqiu, who had been smugly recording this, was stunned at this moment.

Following that.

Zheng Aotian began to recount the group's extraordinary encounters in the Ancient City.

He spoke of the various dangers they encountered.

He spoke of meeting a heaven-sent genius who led them in the assault.

He recounted...

Jiang Ziqiu, however, had no interest in listening to these stories and morosely returned to the private room.

"I've already taken the money, can you leave now?"

Qin Feng said while eating.

Jiang Ziqiu's face showed embarrassment, but still unconvinced, he said, "Hmph! You said that thirty Grandmasters died, and although that's true, you claim that you also entered the Ancient City. I can't believe that, so I haven't lost!"

"Uh... then you might as well go back down and ask!"

Qin Feng said again.

"Go down and ask? I think we should just ask this way!"

Jiang Ziqiu's mouth revealed a sinister smile.

Then with a "clang," he flung open the door to the private room!