Chapter 107: A Glimmer of Understanding... A Glimmer of Understanding

Ye Li appeared very calm; he had seen such situations before, but he still had to show some fear, tightly clutching Ye Kun's arm.

Looking at Yan Muer’s act, it seemed as if she was about to lose her bet to Brother Kun at any moment.

The man said in a deep voice, “If I win, the previous bet is void. If I lose, I will jump out the window!”

Ye Kun glanced at the only window.

Yue Zhu spoke softly, “Outside that window is a cliff. Jumping means certain death. Even the Sword King would need to be cautious, let alone an ordinary person.”

Upon hearing this, Ye Qin swallowed nervously, his breath slightly quickened—the outside world felt so real.

Though Ye Kun remained composed, this was the first time he had encountered such a situation, and he was somewhat taken aback by how starkly real it was.

Dong Ci and Da Ci stood silently nearby. The teacher had come deliberately today; could it be for instruction?

The old man touched the few remaining strands of his hair and smiled, “Whether you live or die doesn’t matter. What I want most is to hear the horrible scream when you jump.”

“What are we betting on?” the man asked coldly.

Ye Kun was quite curious—how exactly did this game work?

Yue Zhu, anticipating Ye Kun’s confusion, explained beside him, “Here, anything can be wagered on, as long as both parties agree to the bet.”

Ye Kun found this very interesting—far more engaging than ordinary gambling dens. The outside world was indeed rich and diverse.

The old man shook his head, “You must wager yourself. If you’re to die, it must be meaningful. Otherwise, others will say I’m bullying the weak. Madam, you think I’m right, don’t you?”

The woman was terrified and clung tightly to the man, not daring to look at the old man.

The man’s face twisted grimly, sweat trickling down his temple, lips trembling slightly, his complexion unusually pale.

In terms of aura, the man was completely defeated.

“Chess match,” the man said in a low voice, deciding to rely on what he was best at.

The old man did not hesitate, “Agreed.”

A servant quickly brought over a chessboard; the black and white pieces would determine the man’s fate.

Ye Kun, curious, stepped closer to watch. Yue Zhu did not stop him, quietly standing by.

As the two began, Ye Kun asked, “Madam, can others assist during the game?”

“Of course,” Yue Zhu replied with a slight smile.

“The rules here are quite unique.”

“We are fair and just. Think of us as mere intermediaries,” she said.

Ye Kun smiled but said nothing, focusing on the game.

Speaking of chess, Ye Kun often played with his father. At first, his father could win, but gradually, Ye Kun started winning until his father was no match. Eventually, Ye Kun set his sights on his younger brother, as their father always found excuses not to come.

It wasn’t that his father was weak, but Brother Kun kept growing stronger.

Ye Kun noticed the man was indeed skilled, but the old man was clearly superior. His father’s strength surpassed the old man’s, so the old man was likely laying the groundwork from the beginning. The man’s desperation to win caused him to misplay.

Gradually, the man was completely suppressed. Without a plan to break free, he was destined to lose.

His wife grew even more desperate. Anyone with discernment could see the old man’s strength was greater.

“Brother, how to break this?” Ye Qin suddenly asked. He had little patience for chess and would rather practice drawing his sword a thousand times than sit by the board.

Ye Kun smiled slightly, “If it were me, I’d exploit the slight weakness on the white side and break through at the fourth line. It would take just a few moves to win.”

The man had hesitated to make a move, but after hearing Brother Kun’s advice, a flash of inspiration lit up his eyes, revealing immense confidence.

The old man glanced at Ye Kun with a look that was far from friendly.

Just as Ye Kun predicted, after a few more moves, the man won. If he couldn’t even be bested by Brother Kun’s modest skill, then jumping out the window was his only option.

The wife wept tears of joy; this place was like a hellish crucible.

Suddenly the man stood up abruptly, looked at Ye Kun, and pressed both hands firmly on Ye Kun’s shoulders, his expression filled with emotion that words could not describe.

“Words cannot express my gratitude. Brother, thank you! You are outstanding!”

Ye Kun was speechless.

Ye Qin was speechless.

Brother Kun’s excellence seemed destined to travel all the way from Taixi County to Ankang Prefecture.

Ye Li and Yan Muer were exceedingly proud: “See? This is my husband. Just one sentence and he helped someone win.”

Who could compare to my husband?

“My husband is truly amazing!”

“Husband, I like you more and more~” Only Yan Muer could express her feelings so openly.

Ye Kun felt light-headed from his wife’s praise. The real awesomeness of your husband? You haven’t even seen it yet.

“Brother, I can never repay the debt of your rescue. I have a second-class deluxe cabin ticket to Ankang Prefecture here. I just realized nothing is more important than being with my wife. I am ashamed!” The man was remorseful. He had been too eager to win; after losing his property, he even wagered his wife. He was truly despicable. If not for this brother in front of him, who knows what would have happened...

Ye Kun hadn’t expected to get a deluxe cabin ticket so easily, with no effort at all.

“No trouble at all, I’ll accept it.” Brother Kun never hesitated. If you give it, Brother Kun will take it, especially when it’s sincere.

The man and his wife knelt before Ye Kun, a grand gesture not often seen.

To save a life and receive a flying boat ticket was more than enough for Ye Kun.

Yue Zhu smiled, showing no resentment, “Young master, your chess skills are quite good.”

“Just a little,” Ye Kun chuckled softly.

Brother Kun was still so modest. If this was “a little,” then that old man was just a novice.

“Little brother, your chess skills are remarkable.” The old man’s hostility was clear.

“Average, average, I can only say a few words.” After speaking, Ye Kun smiled at the madam, “Looks like I don’t need to gamble now.”

“Young master, that’s difficult for me. Everyone who enters must gamble at least one round, even if it’s just one gold coin. We can’t break the rules.” Yue Zhu said softly, but her eyes were resolute, not open to negotiation.

The old man said coldly, “Little brother, how about a game with me?”

Ye Kun ignored him and asked, “Madam, is it really necessary to gamble?”

“Yes, young master.”

“Then how about I gamble?” Ye Kun said indifferently. He hadn’t wanted to humiliate him, but since he insisted, Brother Kun had no choice.

Yue Zhu laughed softly, “Young master, what refined taste you have. Refusing you would be rude.”

With Yue Zhu’s words, a large man immediately cleared a table, and Ye Kun stepped forward to sit, showing no trace of fear.