Chapter 1284: Chapter 1284: Little Gambling God’s Loss of Composure

The Little Gambling God found a hotel to stay, his heart was burning with anxiety, feeling truly trapped with no way out.

With no other options, he could only let Ling Xue try.

Ling Xue sat in the car in the garage, feeling confused in her heart. She had a connection with Ye Fan and Mengyao, but that thin connection was not at the same level as the longstanding grudges.

She was unsure whether Ye Fan and Mengyao would give her face, but at this point, she could only brace herself and try.

"I’m in Dongfang City, could you give me a chance to visit?" Ling Xue carefully worded this message before sending it to Ye Fan.

Of course, she had Ye Fan and Mengyao’s contact information. In Zhuhai City, they’d had their competitions and she’d helped Ye Fan and Mengyao before. She hoped that through this favor, she could meet them and plead on her master’s behalf.

She naturally didn’t know Ye Fan and Mengyao’s home addresses, otherwise she would have driven directly over.

This message had gone through her careful consideration, placing herself in a humble position, with a tone of request.

"Will they meet me? Will they ignore me or pretend not to see the message?" Ling Xue’s mind was chaotic, thinking endlessly and growing more and more confused.

Had it not been for her master’s teachings, piercing through to her heart, she wouldn’t have felt so lacking in confidence.

Repeatedly hitting walls made her recognize the deep grudge between her master and the Chu Group.

The attitudes of the big names, from Li Chenggui to Zhao Feipeng, made it clear that the issue was indeed severe.

Ling Xue anxiously watched her phone, with every second feeling endlessly long.

In the midst of this anxious waiting, finally a message came in, and Ye Fan sent an address.

Memorizing this address, Ling Xue started the car and headed straight there.

Her heart carried a mix of bitter joy and undisguisable worry.

Half an hour later, Ling Xue drove up to the villa.

Ye Fan and Mengyao came out to see Ling Xue.

With both of them personally coming out to greet her, she instantly felt a lot more relaxed, her tense nerves eased.

"Little Gambling God, since you’re in Dongfang City, we are the hosts. We’re happy you can come visit us, but the content of your message makes one think a lot. What do you mean? Afraid we don’t know you?" Mengyao asked.

"Miss Chu, forgive me. I came with an agenda, first afraid of hitting a wall if I didn’t see you, and second, afraid of you not recognizing me, which would be very awkward." Ling Xue said with a forced smile.

"Little Gambling God, you sure know how to joke, making us seem so elitist." Mengyao laughed, "This doesn’t seem like the Ling Xue we know. Looks like you’re in trouble, right?"

"Isn’t it just trouble?" Ling Xue murmured with bitterness, isn’t it because of fear of you?

She couldn’t help but grouse in her heart, Mengyao and Ye Fan had no reason not to guess, her issue was rooted in the two of them.

"Seems you wouldn’t just come to the Three Treasures Hall without reason, come, let’s sit down and talk." Ye Fan said casually.

After the three sat down, Ye Fan got straight to the point: "Tell us, what can put you in such a bind? In Zhuhai City, you helped us more than once, of course we’ll help you resolve your troubles."

"My bit of help barely counts as favor, only you remembered it, while others would have long forgotten it." Ling Xue hesitated for a bit, then spoke as if opening up, "I’ll be frank, I came to plead with you; the trouble I’m facing is with you. I hope you’ll be generous and not bear grudges."

"You have no grudges with us, nor friction, coming to ask us, where is this coming from?" Mengyao was puzzled.

"Could someone have used our name to cause you losses? Tell us specifically, I’ll get justice for you." Ye Fan said.

Ye Fan and Mengyao were puzzled, wondering how they’d gotten into a conflict with Ling Xue.

"Are you truly clueless or pretending to be?" Ling Xue wanted to ask, but seeing Ye Fan and Mengyao’s expressions, they didn’t seem to be joking with her, which added to her confusion.

The master was terrified, afraid Ye Fan and Mengyao would settle scores and make life difficult for the Little Gambling God lineage.

Without intentional targeting, even casually spreading a word could spell disaster.

However, from the beginning to the end, Ye Fan and Mengyao forgot all about the grudge the master had stirred up, leaving Ling Xue unsure whether to cry or laugh.

"If the master knew Ye Fan and Mengyao had long forgotten him, didn’t think of past offenses as a matter of consequence, yet the master is worried sick, if he knew this, would he not be frustrated enough to spit blood?" Ling Xue couldn’t help but muse.

Seeing Ye Fan and Mengyao truly didn’t understand her, she had to explain patiently, "I’ve told you, Guan Feitian is my master’s illegitimate son, whom he doted upon. Regarding the grudge between you and Guan Feitian, I won’t elaborate. After Guan Feitian’s death, the master always thought of revenge, indeed repeatedly opposing you. Now, with Mr. Ye’s Terminator reputation known worldwide, the master’s days turned into years, fearful of you settling scores come autumn. As soon as he heard you’ve returned, he couldn’t wait to make reparations, hoping you won’t pursue past grievances. The master is willing to pay a price you would be satisfied with, just seeking continuity for the Little Gambling God lineage, not targeted extinction."

"My Little Gambling God, so this is your concern, no wonder your face looked so grim, keeping a respectful distance with us. So everything was for this reason." Mengyao said laughingly and tearfully. "Honestly, we really don’t care about the Little Gambling God, that little grudge should have long dissipated, why bother with it?"

"Isn’t this such a major grudge? The master’s old worries are so intense, yet you’re so dismissive, really not taking it to heart at all?" Ling Xue genuinely had no words, feeling like banging her head against a wall made of tofu.