Reborn as the little tail of the cool master

"Junior Master!" Xiao Jingxuan chased after him with big strides and grabbed the white sleeve.

But because I didn't dare to use too much force, I could only watch as half of the sleeve slipped away from my palm like the wind that could not be caught.

I don't know what he was thinking about, but a trace of sadness appeared on his face and he clenched his empty hands.

"Little Master Uncle!"

Of course Chu Huaizhou ignored him, and he didn't see the look of compassion on his face that was filled with anxiety and fear.

The figure in front was really running, squeezing into the crowd somewhat awkwardly, and was soon drowned in the throng.

Xiao Jingxuan immediately followed him in. As expected, the gambling house lobby was packed with people, bustling with laughter and wailing.

He pushed open the half-open door and walked down a few steps when he suddenly heard a shrill scream.

He looked closely and saw four masked men carrying a ragged scoundrel walking towards him.

Without thinking twice, and without caring that there was a well-dressed guest standing outside the door, he threw the man in front of him.

In such a situation, no one in the casino looked back, they were still cheering, shouting, rejoicing, and rolling around.

Xiao Jingxuan lowered his head and glanced at him a few times, seeing how disheveled and distracted he looked.

Speculation: "This person must have lost all his money and borrowed a huge debt from Qingge that he couldn't repay."

"That's why these four people carried him and threw him out without mercy, right?"

Xiao Jingxuan didn't want to talk to him, so he turned slightly and stepped over the person lying on the ground.

Keep going inside.

If you really want to talk about it, he had been in and out of the Qingge gambling house in his previous life, and it has been twenty years since then.

This place is so different now.

Whether looking from the outside or inside, it is gorgeous and rich without being exaggerated, magnificent without being vulgar.

The room was large but not empty. There were four or five long tables placed inside, all surrounded by people, making it impossible to get in or out.

Xiao Jingxuan quickly scanned the hall from east to west and from south to north, searching in a big circle but still couldn't find his junior master uncle.

"Where are the people? Could they just disappear out of thin air?"

He didn't believe it, so he opened his eyes wide and walked around the room twice, and finally saw his junior master in the corner.

He stood straight with his feet tightly together, like a cat being held by the scruff of the neck, standing properly in the crowd.

With both hands he slightly held up the large cloak which was somewhat in the way, as if he was afraid of getting it dirty, or as if he was afraid of taking up other people's space.

Seeing such a cautious junior uncle, Xiao Jingxuan's heart suddenly twitched.

To what extent does a person have to be so inferior that when surrounded by a crowd, he would try hard to reduce his sense of existence?

He knew that his junior uncle was humble, but Xiao Jingxuan never expected that his junior uncle would be so humble.

"Little uncle."

The voice was lazy, low and pleasant to the ear, even in an extremely noisy environment.

The clear and melodious voice was so clear that it penetrated the entire bustling casino and went straight into his ears.

Chu Huaizhou's heart suddenly skipped a beat and he slowly raised his head, with a slight blush still on his cheeks.

The pair of slightly confused eyes looked at him lightly, as if she was impatient at being disturbed when she was concentrating.

The noise around him was so deafening, Chu Huaizhou was aware of the volume of his voice and did not shout at the top of his lungs.

He just lip-synced and said, "Why are you yelling so loudly? Aren't you embarrassed enough?"

Chu Huaizhou always cared about his reputation. When he saw him coming, he immediately let go of the cloak.

His brows were relaxed, his clothes were like flowing clouds, and he immediately became calm and composed.

Especially those clear eyes, hidden under the long eyelashes, calm and transparent, like glass dipped in ice and snow, clear and sparkling with just a slight blink.

Xiao Jingxuan smiled. He slowly squeezed into the crowd and walked in front of Chu Huaizhou, "Little Master, you made it so hard for me to find you."

Chu Huaizhou realized that he had lost his composure, fluttered his eyelashes rapidly, and lowered his eyelids.

He glanced at the person calmly and apologized softly, "It was my negligence today. I shouldn't have run away first."

This was the first time that Xiao Jingxuan heard his junior uncle apologize. The voice was so soft that it softened his heart.

"No wonder Junior Master-Uncle." He moved closer to the person again. He knew that if he continued talking like this, Junior Master-Uncle would be unhappy again.

He deliberately changed the subject and chuckled, "Little Master, you have been watching for so long, have you understood the truth?"

Chu Huaizhou frowned and glanced at him, as if blaming him for suddenly interrupting him.

The young man in front of me with a smile on his face has a tall and straight figure, broad and strong shoulders, and a handsome face.

But she had a pair of eyes that were lazy and languid with weariness. The man was casual and had his own atmosphere, as relaxed as if he was taking a walk at home.

Very leisurely and comfortable.

"I'm not stupid." Chu Huaizhou said sullenly, "How difficult is this? I'll learn it after just a few glances."

Xiao Jingxuan smiled softly and took out some silver from his purse. "In that case, why don't you give it a try, Junior Master?"

Chu Huaizhou looked at the people around him, all of whom were immersed in happy smiles, and felt a little moved, "Then I will try it reluctantly."

"Pah!" Xiao Jingxuan said loudly, slapping the few taels of silver in his hand on the table, "I'll take part in it."

Seeing how arrogant he was, everyone thought that he was holding a huge amount of silver bills.

As a result, when he uncovered his palms, everyone leaned over to look, and then collectively said "tsk" in disgust.

Xiao Jingxuan didn't feel embarrassed at all. Instead, he held his head high and chest out proudly, and stepped aside.

Chu Huaizhou, with his cold eyes and brows behind him, was completely exposed to everyone.

What is puzzling is why the person next to him gives people the feeling of being arrogant and complacent.

"I really don't understand. The person behind him is good-looking, but he is so proud of himself. What does this have to do with him?"

"Yeah, I don't understand it either."

"However, the young man behind him is really gentle and cool, and he deserves the title of the most beautiful man in the world."

"Yes, do you know which family he belongs to? He is so handsome."

All the whispers around fell into Xiao Jingxuan's ears. The louder the praise for his junior master uncle, the more proud he became.

He held his chest straight, his neck long and proud, his head high, and raised his chin towards the girl at the table.

The girl came over and held up a shiny black gambling cup in both hands, saying, "Then this gentleman, please go first."

Chu Huaizhou also walked forward, took the reddish-brown gambling cup from her hand, said thank you, and coughed lightly.

He had hardly ever seen or touched this kind of thing, so he had no idea how to use it.

He looked at Xiao Jingxuan somewhat helplessly, but the latter was so absorbed in showing off that he had not yet noticed.

Chu Huaizhou sighed secretly, rubbed the gambling cup with his fingertips, feeling the fine texture, then lifted it up and shook it.

His posture was a little strange, but his expression was serious, pretending to be very skilled, knowledgeable, and sensible.

Everyone looked at him, then looked at each other, and then couldn't help but burst into laughter, "Hahaha, what's the way this guy shakes the cup?"

Facing everyone's laughter, Chu Huaizhou didn't care much and rolled the dice on the wall of the cup with an expressionless face.

Xiao Jingxuan's face looked a little ugly, his scattered movements condensed into a cold atmosphere, and a sense of oppression covered him up like an overwhelming force.