The School Beauty's Super Rogue-Chapter 782 - 779 Qi Renjie

Qi Renjie.

Staring directly at each other, Qin Hao showed no expression, and a name popped into his mind.

The information on the Qi Family given by Fatty didn’t elaborate much on the power and capabilities of its members.

However, most of the mainstream figures of the Qi Family did have photos provided.

The person before him, if his memory was correct, seemed to be the leading figure of the fourth generation of the Qi Family.

Qin Hao didn’t know much about Qi Renjie and could only infer from his resume that he was skilled both academically and physically.

He had been diligently cultivating outside the secular world until he was eighteen, after which he got admitted into an Ivy League university with excellent grades.

After returning to the country, he continued to pursue further cultivation within the family.

From piecing together records and observing his current performance, Qin Hao affirmed that this guy had some prowess.

Of course, any skill in front of the Night Emperor was insignificant.

Qin Hao touched his collar and walked over slowly.

Currently, many who had stayed overnight in the casino were still there, yet most were merely spectators.

The game on the table was Texas Hold’em, with the stakes already accumulating over ten million.

Real life wasn’t as exaggerated as the movies; having spare money to gamble till dawn would exhaust even the rich.

Apart from Qi Renjie, the other four gamblers had scarce chips left, indicating this round was crucial for their survival.

"That bald old guy seems to be the president of Xiangyu Company, right? Such a wealthy person, and yet he lost everything in Paradise Sect?"

"And the president of Peng Clan, he used to buy million-dollar watches without batting an eye, now he looks desperate with only tens of thousands in chips..."

"What kind of background does this young guy have to push all these rich people to such a state?"

"Damn, he won fifty-five million in one night, most of which was the casino’s money. This young guy’s got guts!"

Upon hearing the whispered discussions around him, Qin Hao realized that within the past thirty minutes, Qi Renjie had won another five million.

Moreover, it seemed the house was always the casino in the previous games he played, making his intention all too clear.

As people were discussing, three players at the table had run out of chips and slunk away, looking deflated.

"Damn, I refuse to believe I’ll lose this hand!"

The last player, that bald president, angrily pushed all his chips, which amounted to several tens of thousands, into the pot. "I know it’s not enough, Tom, I’m an old customer. Lending me three million for Texas Hold’em shouldn’t be an issue, right?"

Sweat covered Tom’s forehead as he was so focused that he didn’t notice his boss had already arrived.

He looked very hesitant; the casino had already lost too much, and funds had dried up. But the president was a regular customer, and lending instances had happened before, with repayments made on time.

If he didn’t lend the money, it might disappoint people; if he did, the casino couldn’t afford it.

"Tom, is my credit not worth three million?"

I want to lend it, but there’s no money left!

Tom roared inwardly and, after much deliberation, decided to refuse.

Just as he was about to speak, a voice cut in: "It’s just three million, after all, of course, it should be lent to the president if he asks for it."

With those words, the crowd parted, and a young man walked forward.

People were filled with confusion. Who was this young man? Just three million? Such arrogance!

The bald president was also puzzled, "Young man, who might you be?"

Before the young man could reply, Tom and the nearby Bi Jian Country exclaimed excitedly, "He’s our boss!"

Those words left many in shock.

Because Qin Hao managed things behind the scenes, he was rarely seen at the casino.

Except on the day he killed Thunder God, no gambling patrons had seen his face.

So, the identity of the owner of Paradise Sect was a mystery to most patrons.

Today, they saw the legendary boss, and surprisingly, he turned out to be so young.

He looked more like a college student?

The behind-the-scenes owner of a massive casino?

Many found it incredible.

The bald president shifted from shock to excitement: "So you’re the casino boss, may I ask your name, young man?"

"I’m Qin."

Qin Hao answered simply and then added, "President, no matter how much you wager this round, we’re happy to host you, feel free to play."

After all, it’s a renowned casino, if they weren’t willing to lend just three million, it would surely tarnish their reputation.

To maintain its image, Qin Hao certainly couldn’t refuse.

"Very well!"

The president shouted in excitement, slammed the table, and looked at Qi Renjie across from him: "Three million, show your cards!"

After he spoke, he flipped his cards, revealing a straight flush in spades. Although it started with the three of spades, it was still a rare big hand on the table.

"A straight flush, no wonder President Liu is so bold!"

"Awesome, sure to win!"

The patrons chattered with excitement, feeling very pleased.

After all, the young man across had already won too much money, losing rounds were just tens of thousands, hardly affecting the big picture.

This time, with stakes reaching millions, if he lost, it would really cost him dearly.

Many found it meaningful to see a consistently winning person lose.

However, Qi Renjie didn’t turn pale as expected.

He just smiled arrogantly and said, "Borrowing money to lose, the logic of you desperate gambling dogs is truly baffling."

"Kid, why are you dawdling? If you’re scared to lose, then scram!"

"I’m afraid to lose?"

Qi Renjie sneered with disdain, "I’m afraid fools like you are going to cry over your loss!"

"You’re asking for it!"

The bald president flared up, slapped the table like an enraged lion, and was about to pounce over, but a hand stopped him, "This is a gaming table, no need for violence, for my sake, let it rest."

Somehow, being watched by Qin Hao, the bald president’s anger dissipated, he grunted and glared at Qi Renjie, "I’ll give President Qin face, not bother with you, young man!"

"Coward." Qi Renjie sneered in disdain, his eyes then fiercely focused on Qin Hao, expressing dissatisfaction: "You seem a bit too controlling, born in the year of the Rooster?"

"Rogue!"

"How dare you!"

Bi Jian Country and Tom fumed, pointing at Qi Renjie as if ready to pounce, yet without Qin Hao’s order, they didn’t dare make a move.

Despite the insult, Qin Hao wasn’t angered; he smirked playfully at Qi Renjie.

Generally, an exceedingly arrogant person is either a fool or a genius.

So far, Qi Renjie appeared to belong to the latter.

But what supports and motivates his arrogance?

And, did he come here to wreak havoc under the Qi Family’s orders, or was it personal arrogance?

Just looking at it, the Qi Family wouldn’t resort to such a low plan.

Their foundation was profound; the Axe Gang was wiped clean at their word.

If they really wanted to deal with us, they’d just send people to destroy the place, rather than sending Qi Renjie to gamble,

wouldn’t they fear that I’d get angry and just eliminate Qi Renjie?"