Snow’s face reddened. Failing to deal with someone of Zu An’s caliber was utterly shameful. “I’m still not sure what happened, but I suddenly felt an unbearable pain in my abdomen. That fellow is simply too lucky to have encountered me in such a state.”

As she said those words, she recalled that this wasn’t the first time she’d been done in by Zu An.

“Yes, that fellow does have oddly good luck,” replied Mei Chaofeng. Could someone who had won seven-and-a-half million silver taels from his casino in two rounds possibly have bad luck?

Women really can’t be trusted. Snow acts as if she owns the world, but she messed everything up as soon as she got down to business. If I’d known she was so untrustworthy, I would never have written out the promissory note for seven-and-a-half million silver taels!

It was his faith in her ability to easily retrieve the note that made Mei Chaofeng accede to writing it out in the first place. Who could have known that Snow would actually fail in her mission, and leave a huge, steaming pile for him to clean up?

A murderous glint flashed across Mei Chaofeng’s eyes. “It looks like I have to personally make a move then!” 

The seven-and-a-half million silver taels’ debt was a curse that constantly plagued him no matter what he was doing. He was constantly worried about complications...