307: Once we've raised three million, we'll immediately start playing cards.

The crowd couldn't help but start discussing.

"This is Su Mei's entire net worth, and she's just lending it out like that? If Su Cha loses, won't her life be ruined?"

"This is too abnormal. I've dealt with Su Mei a few times; she's usually quite smart and thinks things through, not the impulsive type. Why is she acting like she's gone crazy today, betting everything?"

"Wait, didn't you notice? She only became impulsive after seeing Su Cha's cards. Could it be that the last card really is something good? If it's really Triple Aces, then Su Cha is bound to win."

"Yeah, if it's really Triple Aces, Su Mei's fifty thousand was a good bet. But what if it's not? The risk is too high."

"I don't think it's fake. Look at how excited Su Mei is; it doesn't look like an act."

These discussions reached Atapong's ears without missing a word. He was already fuming because Su Mei stepped up to help Su Cha, and hearing everyone suspect Su Cha's hand might be real made him even angrier.

He suddenly jumped out and pointed at everyone's noses, cursing, "Stop your f*cking nonsense!"

"If he really has a third Ace, I'll do a handstand and eat sh*t!"

Atapong swore an oath, his tone full of arrogance and disdain.

"Su Cha, Su Mei, stop acting here to deceive everyone! You think showing two Aces will let you get away with it? No way!"

Atapong was panicking inside, but he had to maintain a tough front.

He was afraid people would actually believe Su Cha and give him money; if he couldn't produce more money to follow the bet, he would lose completely.

He could only use this extreme method to make everyone doubt Su Cha.

Nala also hurriedly chimed in.

"Open your eyes and look clearly! The two of them are colluding to scam you! They just want to take all your money to follow our bet! Once you've brought out the money, if they lose, they'll just walk away, and you'll be the ones suffering!"

Hearing Nala's words, Su Mei's face turned red with anger. She stepped forward and roared at Nala, "Who's colluding with him?! Stop your baseless accusations!"

"You have a guilty conscience, so you think everyone else is as filthy as you!"

Su Mei's words were powerful and resonant, and many people's eyes showed signs of wavering.

Atapong and his wife wanted to retort and teach Su Mei a lesson, but after racking their brains for a long time, they didn't know what to say.

Su Cha saw the hesitation in the crowd and knew he had to give them one more reassurance.

He stepped forward and said sincerely to everyone, "Relatives and neighbors, you are all prominent figures in the village. I, Su Cha, guarantee on my family's reputation that I will open the cards as soon as I gather three million! I will definitely not mess around with your money!"

Su Cha knew very well that the only thing that could make everyone believe him now was his reputation. He usually conducted himself well in the village, and he hoped everyone would believe him this once for the sake of past sentiment.

But Atapong didn't give Su Cha the chance. He rushed in front of Su Cha, pointed at his head, and spat, "Don't listen to his nonsense! His family doesn't have a damn bit of reputation!"

"His father is a rural loser, weak and incompetent, unable to even lift his head in front of outsiders! He himself is a good-for-nothing coward who has never achieved anything in his life!"

Atapong's words became increasingly unpleasant.

"Anyone who believes him is a huge idiot!"

*Smash!* A crisp sound rang out as a burly man holding a beer bottle slammed it onto the ground, glass shards flying everywhere.

He roared at Atapong, "F*ck you, you're the huge idiot!"

The burly man was named A Li. He was an upright person in the village and couldn't stand Atapong's bullying behavior.

When Atapong insulted Su Cha's family earlier, he had already been holding back. Now, hearing Atapong call those who believed Su Cha "huge idiots," he completely exploded.

"I've tolerated you for a long time!" A Li pointed at Atapong, his chest heaving. "From the beginning when you forced Su Cha to gamble, to humiliating Uncle Wenzhalun, and now to your reckless insults, you've gone too far! Do you really think we're all pushovers for you to manipulate?"

Atapong was startled by A Li's sudden roar and took a few seconds to react.

He stared at A Li with a sour face and said angrily, "I wasn't talking about you, what's it to you?! What the f*ck are you shouting about here!"

"How is it not my business?" A Li sneered. "You insulted everyone who believes Su Cha. I believe Su Cha, so aren't you insulting me?"

"Also, Uncle Wenzhalun is a well-known honest man, and Su Cha is a decent person. What right do you have to insult their whole family? Just because you have some stinking money?"

A Li's words spoke for many, and several people nodded in agreement.

At this moment, another middle-aged man wearing glasses stepped forward. He was usually an elementary school teacher in the village and spoke quite politely, but now his face was also full of anger: "Atapong, how can you speak like that? Even with strangers, there should be a minimum level of respect! Su Cha and Uncle Wenzhalun are your relatives, how can you humiliate them like this?"

Atapong sneered and said disdainfully, "I said it just now, respect isn't given by others; it's earned by one's own ability!"

"Since things have reached this point, what respect is there to talk about? To hell with respect!"

Atapong spread his hands, his tone full of indifference.

"It's their own fault for being incompetent. They deserve to be humiliated by me!"

"You are simply unreasonable!" The teacher trembled with anger.

A woman in a floral dress also couldn't help but step out and retort: "Atapong, don't go too far! Wenchalong is a well-known honest man who has never had a conflict with anyone in his life. Isn't this mess caused by you and your wife?"

"Just because you made some stinking money, you think you're something special? That you can humiliate others at will? Let me tell you, money isn't everything. Don't think too highly of yourself!"

The woman's words were powerful, and many women chimed in.

Atapong's face flushed red and white from the rebukes, and his anger flared. He suddenly raised his hand and was about to rush toward the woman to strike her.

His father, Songphong, saw that things were going wrong and quickly rushed over to grab his arm tightly, shouting, "Atapong, what time is it? Don't be impulsive!"

Songphong was worried to death. The crowd was already furious. If Atapong actually hit someone, things would be completely beyond repair.

At that time, not only would he be unable to win the bet, but he would also get himself dragged into it and might even have to bear legal responsibility. "Dad, don't stop me! These people have gone too far, how dare they speak to me like that! I must teach them a lesson today!"