Murong Yuze and Ye Longlin had maintained contact. For the Murong family, if they could get on the good side of the great deity Ye Longlin, wouldn't they skyrocket?
Currently, the Murong family had established a firm foothold in the capital, but they lacked resources in the military sector. If they could obtain even a little bit of resources from him, the Murong family’s lagging position could be advanced.
Moreover, in the current situation, Ye Longlin's presence was of deity-level!
This was also why the capital families remained silent after learning about Ye Longlin and Mu Hanqi.
They did not want to offend Ye Longlin.
However, no one could have predicted that the situation in Jinling would develop this way.
Ye Longlin took a sip of tea and said lightly, "Then, do you think Murong Renjing will abandon the interest cycle between the three families because of my arrival?"
After his voice fell, Murong Yuze was momentarily at a loss for words and could only sigh.
"This is Jinling, not the capital."
Yes, this was Jinling, not the capital.
Jinling only knew that such a prominent figure existed in the military, while the capital knew why this figure could not be offended.
It was not the same concept at all.
"The positions are different, and the considerations are different. I know about this matter; there's no need for anyone to remind me."
Before he could speak, Ye Longlin's voice rang out again.
Murong Yuze was suddenly at a loss for words. This was the truth; the matters he considered were entirely different from what Ye Longlin saw. If he tried to force himself to see things from Ye Longlin's perspective, it would only be a joke.
"Do you want to witness the battle for Dragon Mountain?"
Ye Longlin suddenly spoke, startling Murong Yuze, whose eyes widened instantly.
"Could it be that you're involved in this matter too?"
...
At this moment, Dragon Mountain was surrounded layer upon layer. On the peak of Dragon Mountain, Yan Wuji lay idly on the not-so-large platform, a blade of grass in his mouth, shielding his eyes with one hand, squinting at the sky.
"Old Liu, do you think this young master has made a name for himself? After this fight."
The butler fell silent, then grinned and casually asked, "Young Master, haven't we known each other for over twenty years?"
Yan Wuji rolled his eyes and said irritably, "Yes, because of you, I've never had a girlfriend or playmates since I was little. Everyone says I'm an old man."
The butler burst into laughter, then became melancholic, feeling a sense of sadness before parting.
"Young Master, when I'm not around anymore, don't be headstrong. Not everyone has my good temper."
"This old man has been with you for so many years, and actually, I know you're just all talk and no action. Look, aren't you stepping in for your brother-in-law this time?"
Yan Wuji said impatiently, "Damn it, stop it. You're talking as if I'm going to die today!"
Qian Zhongshan smiled and said nothing more.
Looking at the countless heads densely packed below, his heart stirred. He stood silently to the side.
"Has he arrived?"
At the foot of the mountain, a Maybach commercial vehicle stopped, and three figures alighted.
"I heard you opened a betting pool? Yan Wuji at thirty to one odds?"
Ye Longlin asked curiously.
Murong Yuze smiled, "Just earning some pocket money. What do you think, sir?"
"Twenty million, Yan Wuji wins."
Ye Longlin handed him something, then clasped his hands behind his back and began to ascend the mountain.
As he passed, those who blocked his path were pushed aside as if by an unseen force, leaving a clear path in the middle.
Behind him, Murong Yuze looked at the card in his hand and couldn't help but laugh and cry.
Two of spades.
"You're saying this thing is worth twenty million?"
Murong Yuze asked Yuan Gang, who was beside him, looking at the poker card.
Yuan Gang grinned and then said, "Have you considered that you gave my boss six hundred million, and then he gave you twenty million in gambling stakes?"
Upon hearing this, he immediately wailed.
Well, not only did he not make money, but he was probably going to lose it.
If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have opened this betting pool.
He still had to see if anyone else had bet on Yan Wuji. If anyone else had bet on Yan Wuji, then he would truly suffer heavy losses this time. Not only would he not collect money, but he would also have to fork out his own private savings.
What kind of situation was this?
If he had known earlier that Ye Longlin would side with Yan Wuji, the odds wouldn't have been so high, and he might not have opened this betting pool at all.
And on the scene, at least ten thousand people were gathered at Dragon Mountain, making the scene undeniably grand, with a dense sea of heads as far as the eye could see.
"Who do you think has a chance to win? One is the royal family of Jiangnan, and the other is from the Ye family, the head of the Ten Elder families in the capital, and also one of the most popular figures in the capital."
"Do I even need to say? Of course, Ye Xingchen wins. Their scales are not even on the same level. Anyway, the Murong family opened the betting pool, and I bet all my net worth on Ye Xingchen. If he wins, I'll be rich. With odds of 5.2, if I win, I'll get 5.2 million."
"Who says so? And you only bought a million. I bought ten million. The Murong family's reputation is well-known; I'm not afraid they won't pay."
The discussions reached Ye Longlin's ears, but he just smiled and said nothing.
As for those who gambled their entire fortunes, even if they ended up jumping off a building, he would not have the slightest pity.
After all, those who placed all their hopes on others were already gamblers.
Of course, it couldn't be said entirely like that. In their perception, Ye Xingchen, from the Ten Elder families of the capital, could never lose, which was why they poured all their savings into him!
And there was another reason for this: the Jiangnan region knew that Yan Wuji was not serious about his business.
Therefore, they did not have much hope for him.
However, they might be disappointed this time.
If he were truly unbusinesslike, the Yan royal family would not have let him participate in the Murong royal family's martial arts competition for marriage alone.
"Unlike you all, I bet 100,000 on Yan Wuji to win."
There were still quite a few smart people among them.
Ye Longlin just smiled.
Just as everyone was getting impatient, Ye Xingchen finally appeared leisurely!
After his car stopped at the foot of the mountain, everyone on his side made way, and the people in the front row dared not look up.
"Quite a few people, but that's good. It will let him realize the gap between himself and the peak families."