Hei San narrowed his eyes, standing still and waiting for the person to approach. "Now you should tell us what to do?" Hei San asked impatiently. The person nodded, "I just checked, there are only a few Ancient Martial Artists inside, the rest are ordinary people, so dealing with them should be enough for you." As soon as this person spoke, Hei San was displeased, glaring at him angrily, "What do you mean by that? Are you mocking us? Do you think our martial arts are inadequate?" The man in the kimono looked at him contemptuously, "Is there even a need for mocking? It’s the truth." "You!" Hei San was thoroughly enraged, "If it weren’t for the Sect Hierarch’s orders for me to follow your instructions, I wouldn’t tolerate you!" Hei San couldn’t really make a move against him, so all he could do was argue verbally. The person snorted, "Even if you all want to fight, none of you together would be my match, so just save your efforts." The man in the kimono said uncourteously, "If you want to continue with the mission, keep your mouth shut. If not, then scram, rest assured, I’ll report everything truthfully to your Sect Hierarch." The disciples of the Black Witch Sect standing behind immediately turned their gaze on Hei San. From the start, they hadn’t said a word; it was Hei San who kept babbling, truly driving them crazy. "Hei San, if you don’t want to get us punished, then shut up." Hei San turned back to glare at the person who mocked him, having disliked him from the start. Hei San snorted, "Alright, tell us what to do?" The man in the kimono said succinctly. Hei San was puzzled. He understood direct attacks, but what did creating chaos mean? "Honestly, our real purpose today isn’t here. This is just a guise to attract Chu Ge and their attention, diverting everyone’s focus here to complete our real plan." Hei San looked at him, confused, and subconsciously asked, "What’s your real plan?" Upon asking, the man in the kimono’s face suddenly darkened, "That’s not your concern. Your job now is to mind your own business and act according to my instructions!" Hei San was furious, but there was nothing he could do. He could only temporarily swallow his anger, keeping this in mind! Meanwhile, inside the Gambling Stone Field, an impressive show was taking place. "I say Lady Gongsun, you really shouldn’t be here." Lin Dong looked at the girl in front of him with a tearful expression. She seemed to be under eighteen, obviously a minor. If they were found out here with an underage gambling stone, they’d definitely be punished, possibly even shut down! Now that Chu Ge isn’t here, he couldn’t take on this responsibility. The visitor was Gongsun Lihan. She arrogantly raised her chin and looked at Lin Dong with her hands on her hips, "Who said I’m here to gamble? I’m looking for Chu Ge! Where’s Chu Ge? Call him out!" Lin Dong was taken aback, then confusedly looked at Gongsun Lihan, "You’re looking for Mr. Chu?" "Of course, why else? Do you think I’m as idle as the others here?" Gongsun Lihan boldly pointed at the people, making the nearby crowd hear her. Owing to her status and young age, they didn’t argue much with her. Lin Dong awkwardly smiled, "Mr. Chu isn’t here now, maybe you can come another day?" Gongsun Lihan’s temper flared up. Stubbornly, she put her hands on her hips and glared at him, "No way, I’m staying here to wait!" Lin Dong really had no choice, "Why don’t you wait at the pharmacy? You know Sister Liu Yue, have her accompany you?" Gongsun Lihan snorted disdainfully, "What’s there to talk about with a woman? I think this gambling stone thing is quite interesting, I’ll stay here." With that, Gongsun Lihan started to walk inside. Lin Dong wanted to stop her but couldn’t. It wasn’t that he couldn’t stop her, but he didn’t dare; she was the treasured daughter of the Gongsun Family, many people wanted to curry her favor, offending her could mean not surviving in the Capital City! Gongsun Lihan found that the people here weren’t as unruly as imagined; they dressed properly and didn’t show extreme emotions on their faces. Whether losing or winning, they could control their emotions well, which again refreshed her understanding of the Gambling Stone Field. Gongsun Lihan weaved through the crowd; everyone focused on gambling stone, unaware of the sudden presence of a little girl. Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on novel-fire.net Lin Dong saw Gongsun Lihan didn’t seem like she was looking for trouble; plus, he couldn’t just kick her out, so he let her stay. All he could do now was pray she wouldn’t cause him any trouble. Lin Dong sighed, leaning on the counter, constantly praying in his heart. Lin Zhao also looked at him worriedly, "Are you really letting her go by herself?" Lin Dong didn’t even bother to look up, shaking his head helplessly, "She’s a wealthy young lady; how could I manage her?" Just then, a noisy commotion erupted from a certain area. Lin Dong and Lin Zhao exchanged a glance, their hearts skipping a beat, yelling, "Not good." Lin Dong quickly walked over, squeezing into the crowd, only to find Gongsun Lihan was indeed quarreling. "What do you mean?" Gongsun Lihan pouted angrily, staring at her. "What do you mean?" The person spread his hands derisively, "Your brother still owes me a huge sum at the gambling table. As his sister, isn’t it right to mention your brother paying his debts?" Gongsun Lihan glared at him furiously, "What nonsense are you talking? My brother couldn’t possibly owe you money!?" They were from the Gongsun Family of the Six Major Families of Kyoto, the last thing they lacked was money. Yet this man said her brother owed him money—this slander was something she couldn’t tolerate! "Without evidence, don’t throw around accusations!" Gongsun Lihan was furious, especially given there were many people present who recognized her, aware of her identity. Regardless if it was true or false, if word spread, she’d indeed be laughed at.