Making a small gamble with the chance of big rewards

Wu Bai detected the chill in Jin Xin's tone and thought to himself, was this really the reason you sent Shen Yue to the gambling den?

Jin Xin seemed to have read Wu Bai's mind and muttered, "Don't worry, he won't die."

Wu Bai retorted, "Not only is Lai Pi Lao Liu crafty, but he's also skilled at setting traps, and not just that, he's also quite ruthless."

"If Shen Yue is the savior, then he won't die here," Jin Xin said with a smile.

The reasoning was simple—the savior is meant to save the world, to be the protagonist of this world, so how could he die so easily?

Wu Bai frowned and asked, "What if Shen Yue does die?"

"Then he's not the savior, and we don't need to test anything further."

Jin Xin said indifferently, "Seeing as how we're all fans of the Opera Queen, we might as well collect his body for him."

Although he spoke in such a manner, his brow furrowed, for he felt that Shen Yue had been out buying books for a suspiciously long time.