**Chapter 32: The Matter Concluded, Leaving in Disguise**
Dream Come True Entertainment City, Middle Third Floor, Third Floor Elegant Room.
Nan Hao stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window overlooking the entire hall, holding two or three pages of paper, repeatedly flipping through them.
The information was just delivered to him by a Bunny Girl, detailing the results of the investigation he had commissioned his friend to conduct on two dishonest gamblers.
Within the Dream Come True Entertainment City, no one’s background was beyond investigation; if it was, it was either due to insufficient time or insufficient funds.
After the previous investigation yielded no results, Nan Hao spent a significant amount of money to continue the inquiry and, after a long wait, finally received reliable information.
This time-consuming and costly investigation was not without meaning; some cheaters might seem unremarkable in appearance, but their backgrounds could be shockingly deep. If overly aggressive methods were used against them, it might lead to even greater losses for the entertainment city.
After carefully reading the contents of the documents, he raised his eyebrows slightly and muttered to himself, “Interesting, is it the Miracle Cult?”
“It seems like they might be planning something big recently. They’ve even reached out to us for funding.”
The Miracle Cult was a once notorious cult organization that was on par with the Solar Eclipse Society.
However, despite their influence being comparable to the Solar Eclipse Society at one time, they were significantly different; as a group of lunatics worshipping decayed deities, their weaknesses were far more apparent than those of the Solar Eclipse Society.
A few years ago, during a large-scale crackdown by the Siye Society on the Miracle Cult, a Cataclysm grade operative killed their worshipped deity, and there had been no news of them for a long time.
What was the difference between believers who lost their object of faith and the blind?
However, according to the materials Nan Hao received, the Miracle Cult, which had gone dark, had resurfaced in the past few months.
Not only was it the Dream Come True Entertainment City; they seemed to be gathering resources in places that were almost inaccessible to all Siye Society influences, clearly plotting something.
Nan Hao tossed the documents aside and walked over to sit at his desk, stretching lazily and grabbing a strong cup of coffee, downing half of it in one gulp.
He wasn’t particularly worried that the members of the Miracle Cult would cause any trouble within the entertainment city. With the presence of that Big Boss, even if all the remaining members of the Miracle Cult showed up, they wouldn’t stir up any waves.
The only thing he needed to consider was how to prevent those two dishonest gamblers from taking away more chips from the entertainment city.
“Tap tap tap—”
The sound of high heels clicking against the floor approached, and a Bunny Girl entered, placing a thick stack of documents in front of Nan Hao.
Seeing the stack of documents, which was several times thicker than before, he was momentarily stunned and quickly called after the Bunny Girl, asking, “Wait, wait, what’s this?”
The Bunny Girl tilted her head in confusion and replied, “Isn’t this the information you asked me to get from your friend regarding that Miss Wang Buliu?”
“You mean this is Wang Buliu’s information?” Nan Hao asked, pointing at the thick stack of papers on the table.
“Yes!”
“…” Nan Hao silently took the documents from the table, giving them a light shake, causing the folded papers to unfold into a long strip in front of him.
“King of Urban Legends in Huacheng… Pestilence’s nemesis… Torturer of Huacheng… Alleged holder of spirit energy items… Honorary member of the Urban Legends Chat Group…”
As he scanned through the long list of titles, Nan Hao didn’t even have time to carefully read the detailed explanations beneath them before feeling a wave of headache.
Although these titles might not stand out individually, appearing all at once on one urban legend was a bit exaggerated.
This guy really knows how to stir up trouble, Nan Hao thought.
Just then, his lackey, Le Er, rushed into the room, exclaiming as soon as he entered, “Boss, you really are insightful!”
“Boss, you said that girl looks younger than me, how is she so incredible?”
“I just inquired, and she has already taken down those two dishonest gamblers. It’s said she also extorted some chips from them along the way; it’s really satisfying!”
Nan Hao set down the documents in his hand and calmly responded, “Oh, got it.”
Le Er scratched his head in confusion, saying, “Boss, why do I feel like you’re not surprised?”
“…” Nan Hao looked at the documents on the table, falling silent.
If you had seen this information earlier, you wouldn’t be surprised either.
That person is a master at causing trouble; it would be an easy task for her to eliminate two of the Miracle Cult’s pests, right?
However…
As he pondered, Nan Hao slightly knitted his brows.
Such an urban legend—what could she possibly want that she couldn’t obtain by her own means?
He shouldn’t need to worry about her being greedy for money, right?
If her purpose in coming to the entertainment city wasn’t just for fun, then it meant she encountered some insurmountable wish that required the Big Boss’s intervention.
—
On the Middle Third Floor, in a certain Mahjong Private Room.
Luxianbei sat in the seat facing the door, with Ahua and Liu Banxian on either side of her, a freshly washed set of Mahjong tiles laid out neatly on the table.
Before long, the door opened, and someone entered the room, guided by a Bunny Girl.
Upon closer inspection, the visitor was the mature woman whom Luxianbei had previously observed, an expert in using the Five Ghosts to Win Wealth technique.
Watching the woman enter the room, Luxianbei gestured for her to take a seat, expressionlessly saying, “Please sit, shall we begin?”
The woman cautiously walked to the seat opposite Luxianbei, took a deep breath, and, with a calm expression, said, “Tell me how much I’d need to pay for you to close one eye?”
“How much do you mean?” Luxianbei replied casually, “Sister, let’s not be so lowly!”
“Why don’t we play some tiles first? If I’m lucky and win some chips, it’d make me very happy.”
“Please, you can be the banker for this round, roll the dice?”
The woman, “…”
Before entering, she had already inquired with friends of friends about Luxianbei. Although the Dark Lamp received bribes, they wouldn’t ask directly; they would mostly win the chips through the game.
Upon further reflection, this also made sense. Direct extortion would leave behind evidence; only this way could they avoid suspicion from the entertainment city.
In fact, once some good-hearted individuals learned of this, they specifically inquired about the middle-aged man who interacted with Luxianbei in the central hall.
The answer they received was that she had never accepted any chips from that middle-aged man. Instead, she had received chips from him by losing in three consecutive rounds beforehand.
After a brief consideration, the mature woman understood and estimated the number of chips she wanted to give away before rolling the dice and dealing the tiles.
And so, a hellish scene unfolded before her.
More than ten minutes later.
When the mature woman left the Mahjong Private Room on the third floor and returned to the hall on the middle third floor, she was supported against the wall, slowly descending the stairs.
Her unfocused pupils, pale complexion, and glistening sweat immediately attracted countless curious gazes.
Those gazes were filled with either schadenfreude or contemplative scrutiny, varying widely.
After a moment, someone acquainted with the mature woman could no longer hold back curiosity, approaching to quietly ask, “Sister, what happened to you?”
The mature woman turned her face away, steadying herself against the wall and waving her hand, “Let’s not talk about it; let’s not mention it…”
Feeling a tightness in her heart, the person continued to scrutinize, murmuring, “This… could it be that the Dark Lamp not only extorts chips but also takes advantage of beautiful girls?”
“Isn’t that too much? She looks like quite the delicate girl; how could this happen?”
“Ah—! If only that were true!” the mature woman sighed longingly, glancing upward towards the crystal chandelier, her exquisite face showing a defeated expression.
Staring at the dazzling, dreamlike light, she momentarily recalled her experience in that private room, her body involuntarily trembling slightly.
Luxianbei’s luck was truly abysmal—other people received bribes for money, but she was “at stake.”
The mature woman had never imagined that one day, it would be so difficult to lose chips to a person or an urban legend. The feeding process left her spirit drained, fearing that a small mistake would lead to winning chips from Luxianbei.
The past several minutes could only be described as exceedingly painful, and now, just recalling it made her shudder.
—
As Ahua described, every guest on the Middle Third Floor was using special means to win.
Therefore, after the rumors about Luxianbei spread, more than half of the guests unconsciously reined in their actions while employing their respective methods, and nearly all guests began to plot how to bribe her.
Although not all guests with bribery intentions went to that Mahjong Private Room to find Luxianbei, even if only seventy to eighty percent did, she amassed a mountain of chips.
An hour later.
As the number of guests coming to bribe her gradually decreased, Luxianbei counted the chips and announced to Ahua and Liu Banxian that they could call it a day.
“Two of you, we’ve collected a total of two million six hundred fifty-seven thousand chips this time. As agreed, let’s split it seventy-thirty, rounding off, and give Banxian eight hundred thousand. We should be good to disperse now, right?”
“Do you two have anything else to say?”
After speaking, Luxianbei looked around at Liu Banxian and Ahua, casting an inquiring glance.
Ahua shook her head.
She was anxious to go look for Jiang Li on the upper third floor and had no further opinions. Moreover, the chips had been earned thanks to Luxianbei’s ideas, so she couldn’t interfere too much.
“Nothing more to say.” Liu Banxian grinned as he pocketed the large denominations of chips Luxianbei had counted, chuckling, “Even if you didn’t mention it, I’d be looking to get out soon.”
“Staying any longer risks trouble, right? You think so too, right?”
Luxianbei nodded expressionlessly toward Liu Banxian.
Indeed, extorting chips was much faster than earning them through regular gameplay, but it also carried extreme risks.
If the entertainment city caught on to someone impersonating their Dark Lamp, they might be arrested!
Knowing when to withdraw is crucial to avoid leaving behind handles, and leaving after matters are settled is the right path.
Luxianbei thought, extending her hands and making a “whoosh” sound as she shoved all the chips into her guitar bag and looked toward Liu Banxian and Ahua, her gaze firm.
“Then… let’s head to the upper third floor!”
—
After Luxianbei summoned a Bunny Girl to confirm the accumulated chip count and obtained the qualification to go to the upper third floor, she left.
On the Middle Third Floor, in the elegant room on the third floor.
“Thud thud thud—!”
A flurry of rapid footsteps approached from outside, and Le Er burst in, panting heavily. He scanned the room and, upon spotting Nan Hao, shouted.
“Not good, Boss, not good! Big trouble! That Wang Buliu, she… she…”
Nan Hao shot Le Er a glare, sternly saying, “What do you think you’re saying? Speak properly!”
“Gul-ulp—!” Le Er supported himself on the table’s edge, swallowing hard to calm his breath, before continuing, “She extorted over two million chips from the guests!”
“Bang—!”
“What?!” Nan Hao’s expression changed, and he slammed his hand on the table, coldly asking, “Say that again? What did she do?”
“She pretended to be our Dark Lamp and extorted over two million chips from the guests, and then took the chips to the upper third floor…”
At his words, Nan Hao’s mood instantly plummeted.
He had thought that Luxianbei and Jiang Li were on the same side, both helping to ease the workload for their Dark Lamp—a “Bodhisattva.” He least expected that, as soon as he turned his back, Luxianbei would become a deadly malicious spirit.
After a brief contemplation, Nan Hao pressed, “Tell me in detail, how did you find out she extorted those guests? Did someone report it to you?”
“No one reported it to me.” Le Er shook his head, “But the rumors have already spread; now all the guests on the Middle Third Floor know that there is a traitor in our Dark Lamp, accepting bribes and allowing them to cheat.”
“Oh?” Nan Hao paused for a moment, suddenly recalling something, and a playful smile crept across his face.
It seemed that although she wasn’t a “Bodhisattva,” she had indirectly helped us out a great deal! Nan Hao mused.
Seeing Nan Hao remain silent, Le Er asked, “Boss, what now? Should we go to the upper third floor and bring her back?”
Nan Hao shot Le Er an incredulous look, coldly answering, “Chase? Chase what? How would you chase her? What reason do you have to chase?”
“Did someone report her?”
Le Er shook his head.
“Do you have any evidence of her extorting the guests?” Nan Hao continued his inquiries.
“…” Le Er thought hard and frowned, “No, on the surface, it all looks like she won the chips through the game.”
“So that’s that.” Nan Hao rolled his eyes, “What you have are just rumors. On what basis do you want to apprehend someone?”
Le Er was stunned, looking pitifully at Nan Hao, “Then are we just going to ignore her?”
“Ignore her? Do you have so much free time?”
As Nan Hao spoke, he walked to the floor-to-ceiling window in the elegant room, standing in front of it and gazing out into the hall, narrowing his eyes as he said softly, “Soon, we will be very busy.”
Thus, after Luxianbei departed, those dishonest gamblers who thought they could operate freely after bribing the Dark Lamp found themselves unexpectedly confronted by the Dark Lamp operatives on the Middle Third Floor…
Some people had left, but the pain she left behind continued to extend.
In just one night, they successfully captured over forty careless dishonest gamblers, surpassing the typical count of half a month.
That night, many people and urban legends remembered the name Wang Buliu, marking her on their blacklist.
