"Master, you can't ruin your reputation in your old age. Even though you've retired, your disciple not only lost but also cursed you soundly. No man can tolerate that, so you must teach him a lesson."
"You brat, you only know how to use provocation."
"I genuinely hope to teach that ungrateful guy a lesson. If master doesn't agree today, I'll kneel here without getting up."
After saying this, Zhang Jun's knees went soft, and he knelt down.
"Why do you have to do this?"
"Master, I don't care about losing two hundred million yuan, as I have plenty of money, but I can't let your reputation be tarnished. After all, you were once called the Saint of Gambling, and I'm also the Little Gambling Prince."
The title of Saint of Gambling that Zhang Jun mentioned was true, but the Little Gambling Prince was self-proclaimed, recognized by no one else. His thick-skinned nature proves the saying: shamelessness is invincible.
