Campus Cultivation Master
Chapter 406 - 407: Did I Curse You with My Words?

Chapter 406: Chapter 407: Did I Curse You with My Words?

Chu Feng, having mastered the secrets of Mahjong, was quite comfortable playing.

However, compared to the three experts across him, he was still slightly inferior. In the first round, Chu Feng didn’t win, but he also didn’t cause any self-defeating discards. He lost the base bet.

In the second round, Chu Feng still didn’t win, but again, he didn’t cause any self-defeating discards.

"It seems that matching skills with multiple experts requires some time to adjust." He Sheng, seeing Chu Feng failing to win in four consecutive games, also had a vague concern.

Mahjong reassured, "Boss, we are playing sixteen rounds of cards, there are still plenty of chances."

At the end of the first round, although Chu Feng had been losing the base bet, he had still lost about ten million.

The biggest winner wasn’t Joseph, but rather that Eastern person.

"I really do wonder if Mahjong was truly invented by you Huaxia people?" The Eastern person’s arrogance and boastfulness flared up at this moment.

Chu Feng glanced at the Eastern man and said, "In a few days, it will be the New Year in Huaxia, and during the New Year in Huaxia, grandparents give red envelopes to their grandchildren as elders. Letting you win a bit is like giving you a red envelope."

"You..."

Such a blatant insult made the Eastern man furious.

"Watch your manners." Chu Feng said quietly.

"I want to file a complaint!" the Eastern man stood up and shouted loudly.

"What do you want to complain about?" the referee came over and asked.

"He verbally insulted me, I request his disqualification from the competition." The Eastern man, with a mocking smile on his face, said.

The competition rules did indeed stipulate that insulting one’s opponent could lead to disqualification in severe cases.

The referee looked at Chu Feng and asked, "Mr. Chu, did you insult him?"

Chu Feng said, "No."

The Eastern man angrily said, "You just insulted me by calling me your grandson."

Chu Feng looked at the Eastern man and leisurely said, "Which ear of yours heard me say you are my grandson?"

The Eastern man said, "You just said it."

Chu Feng said, "Alright, I’ll repeat what I just said."

After saying that, Chu Feng repeated what he had said before.

After Chu Feng finished, he looked at the referee and said, "Referee, this is what I said just now. Did you hear me say that he is my grandson?"

The referee shook his head and said, "No, the complaint is invalid. If there is another incidence, I will have to declare you the loser!"

The Eastern man said, "He was implying it just now, how can you say it was nothing?"

Chu Feng smiled and said, "Ask the referee if he understands what an implication is? Moreover, what I mentioned was all part of our Huaxia customs. If I talk about customs, would that be against the rules? I was saying I’m giving you a red envelope. If you don’t want it, you can give it back to me now, and I can apologize to you."

The depth and richness of the Huaxia language is profound, playing these games with Chu Feng, the Eastern man was still far too inexperienced.

Hearing Chu Feng’s words, the Eastern man, irritated, sat back down and continued playing cards.

Chu Feng looked at the Eastern man and said, "You’ve made me angry, so starting from this round, I’m not going to let you win."

The Eastern man looked at Chu Feng contemptuously and said, "You think you can just say you won’t let me win and it’ll happen? Who do you think you are?"

Chu Feng looked at the Eastern man and said, "You’ll find out soon enough who I am. Not letting you win isn’t much of a challenge for me."

As the game continued and they were shuffling cards, Chu Feng’s wrist suddenly vibrated and a stream of Spiritual Energy flowed across the table, striking directly at the Eastern man’s wrist.

"Ah!"

With a scream, the Eastern man’s wrist hurt and his grip loosened a lot. Chu Feng took advantage of this moment to disrupt the hand of cards the Eastern man had prepared.

This round of cards was disrupted, and he had already lost the advantage.

Concerned about An Rongrong, Chu Feng decided to finish this match as soon as possible.

Chu Feng won this round, and it was a self-draw, winning back everything he had previously lost.

Seeing Chu Feng finally back on track, He Sheng also breathed a sigh of relief.

In the following rounds, Chu Feng continued to win several rounds. Meanwhile, the Eastern man kept discarding tiles, and sure enough, he never won another round.

The game continued, and Chu Feng and Joseph gradually gained the upper hand. The chips in front of the Eastern man were dwindling, and what frustrated him the most was that he hadn’t won a single round.

Every time he was about to win a hand, Chu Feng would step in to disrupt it. Sometimes, Chu Feng would rather not win himself just to spoil the Eastern man’s winning hands.

This made the Eastern man so irritated that he itched to confront Chu Feng and fight desperately.

Although Chu Feng didn’t win using this method, when he did win, it was always with high scores. Thus, overall, Chu Feng still won a substantial amount.

After eight rounds, the Eastern man only had the base bet left.

"After this round, you can go home empty-handed, right?" Chu Feng said, looking at the chips left on the Eastern man’s side of the table.

The Eastern man, looking at Chu Feng, really felt like rushing up and biting him, hoping to tear a chunk of flesh from Chu Feng.

Without any surprises, the Eastern man lost the last round and was out.

Chu Feng looked at the Eastern man and said, "Go home and have a good New Year. This is your red envelope. From now on, you need to learn to respect your ancestors. How can you not respect your ancestors?"

Chu Feng took a hundred-value chip from his stack and threw it to the Eastern man.

The Eastern man looked at the chip in his hand, squeezed it hard, and crushed the chip to pieces.

The Eastern man left angrily, leaving three people behind. According to the rules of the tournament, the gambling had to continue until only two players remained to decide the final winner with Mahjong.

The French lady sitting next to Chu Feng glanced at Chu Feng and Joseph, then gracefully stood up. Holding her chips, she said, "I’m not playing anymore. I’ll keep this money and travel around the world instead. You guys continue."

The French lady indeed left in a carefree manner. Since there were no specific rules against voluntarily quitting, her departure was not considered a violation.

Joseph looked at Chu Feng and said, "Chu, I know you’re capable. I’m capable as well. If we keep playing like this, it might take days and nights to determine a winner, so I think we should really gamble on luck. How about I don’t use my skills and you don’t use yours, and we just rely on luck?"

Chu Feng nodded and replied, "That’s fine."

Joseph burst into a big smile and laughed, "Chu, I like you. I’ve decided, regardless of whether I win or lose, I’ll give you what you want. Honestly, it really burns in my hands."