Changdao Sheng really didn't want to go back on his word. Licking the shoe was too painful—how could he face anyone after that?

But if he did renege, the consequences would be severe. As the King of Gamblers, his word had always been his bond. Going back on it would shatter his reputation. Damaging his reputation was one thing, but what terrified him most were the curses and scathing words from people all over the world.

There's a saying: "Pointed at by a thousand fingers, one can die without illness." It described an unseen force, a kind of cosmic destiny. If he didn't die from this, he was bound to suffer from terrible luck. For an expert in the gambling profession, bad luck was the most terrifying thing imaginable.

Between two evils, one must choose the lesser. Therefore, in the end, he felt that licking the shoe was the better bargain.

So, under countless bizarre stares, he got on his hands and knees, extended his tongue, and began licking the dust off Zhang Bin's leather shoes.

"Hahaha... he's really doing it! What a shameless guy."

"A sight for the ages! This year's World King of Gamblers competition is thrilling, they're live-streaming shoe-licking!"

"Bwahahaha, the tongue of the Island Nation's King of Gamblers is quite nimble, isn't it? Does he lick shoes often?"

"The people from the Island Nation are so thick-skinned. I've really seen it all today. Look, he's not even blushing, acting as if nothing is happening."

The spectators were so excited they nearly fainted, their eyes wide as they watched the incredible spectacle. The Chinese audience, in particular, was ecstatic, erupting in thunderous laughter.

In Sanchahe Village, the mood was incredibly joyous. Mother Zhang was more proud than ever. "Look, look! The Island Nation's King of Gamblers may be a big shot, but he's only fit to lick my son's shoes."

"That's right, that's right! Licking Xiao Bin's shoes is a blessing he's earned over several lifetimes," Mother Cheng immediately chimed in.

"I have to record this epic scene." Ma Rufei took out his phone and started filming with great enthusiasm. His actions reminded many others, who also excitedly took out their phones and started recording.

Zhang Bin looked down from on high as Changdao Sheng licked his shoes, feeling an endless surge of satisfaction. All those who ever bullied me, do you see this? This is what happens when you offend Zhang Bin! Just you wait, I will deal with each of you one by one! he roared in his mind.

In the Island Nation, Tanikawa, who was watching television, inexplicably shivered. His complexion changed slightly as he stared fixedly at Zhang Bin on the screen, muttering to himself, "Could you be the one I'm looking for?"

Meanwhile, Hanbing Yun, conducting research in her lab, also sneezed, feeling an inexplicable, bone-deep chill.

Han Xiang'er, who was frantically cultivating in an attempt to break through to the Golden Core Realm, also felt a jolt of terror, a shiver running down her spine.

Even Si Yangze, the Sect Leader of the Daoyi Sect, suddenly broke out in goosebumps.

Changdao Sheng, a very powerful SS-level multi-element Supernatural Expert, could clearly hear the audience's scorn and mockery. He could also sense the smile on Zhang Bin's face. Zhang Bin, just you wait! I will return today's humiliation a hundredfold! The King of Gamblers competition has just begun. Just wait and see how I crush you, how I humiliate you! I will make you infamous for all eternity... His heart filled with venomous resentment as he screamed inwardly.

Despite his internal rage, the shoe-licking had to continue.

What a painful task this was. After all, a human is not a dog. With such a tiny tongue, licking a dirty leather shoe clean was truly no easy feat.

As his licking became more practiced, the audience's laughter grew louder.

Even the American commentator couldn't help but tease, "Changdao Sheng can certainly endure humiliation. He is truly a man of his word. He's taking his shoe-licking very seriously. This is an admirable quality of the people from the Island Nation, worthy of praise."

Changdao Sheng was so angry he almost vomited blood. He wanted nothing more than to charge over, cover the commentator's mouth, or better yet, cut out his tongue. Then the man wouldn't be able to mock him anymore.

Finally, he finished licking one of Zhang Bin's shoes clean and began on the second.

Zhang Bin simply sat on a nearby step, a wicked smile on his face as he watched.

Changdao Sheng desperately wanted to lift Zhang Bin's foot high, as that would make licking the shoe much easier. But Zhang Bin was uncooperative, planting his foot so firmly on the ground that Changdao Sheng found it incredibly difficult to lift.

So, he could only lie on the ground with his rear in the air, struggling to lick the shoe like a dog. The shoes were perhaps too dirty. He found it unbearable, running to the side to vomit violently for a while before returning to continue licking.

The sight brought continuous peals of wicked laughter from the crowd, who were thoroughly enjoying themselves.

It took at least an hour, but Changdao Sheng finally licked both of Zhang Bin's shoes until they were spotless and gleaming, without a single speck of dust.

Zhang Bin even patted Changdao Sheng's shoulder and praised him, "Changdao Sheng, you must have been a dog in a past life. You lick very cleanly. I'm most satisfied."

"You're the one who was a dog in a past life!" Changdao Sheng was beyond furious.

"You can't even recognize a compliment?" Zhang Bin shook his head. "Actually, you have another good quality: your thick skin. Anyone else would have committed seppuku by now."

"You..." Changdao Sheng's face filled with resentment. "Just you wait."

"Idiot, have you gotten addicted to licking shoes?" Zhang Bin asked with a malevolent smile.

"Zhang Bin, do you dare bet with me? Who will go further in the World King of Gamblers competition?" Changdao Sheng sneered. "The loser has to eat shit in front of the entire audience. Do you dare?"

His voice was loud, and he spoke in English, so almost every spectator heard him loud and clear.

The commentator was also shocked. He grew excited and spoke rapidly, "Dear audience, you're in for a treat! The Island Nation's King of Gamblers, Changdao Sheng, has issued a new challenge to Zhang Bin with an unusual wager... The loser must eat shit! Let's wait and see if Zhang Bin will accept!"

The camera focused on Zhang Bin, and everyone's gaze was fixed on him.

All the people from China were furious. That bastard Changdao Sheng was too malicious! Proposing such a bet—the loser having to eat shit in front of the entire audience—was far more unacceptable than licking shoes.

Zhang Bin was seething. At that moment, he realized that for someone like Changdao Sheng, licking shoes simply wasn't enough. The man didn't care at all and hadn't learned his lesson in the slightest—he still wanted to make another bet. No mercy was needed for such a person. He just had to be crushed completely.

Seeing that Zhang Bin remained silent, Changdao Sheng assumed he was scared and afraid to accept. He immediately became cocky and said excitedly, "Zhang Bin, don't you dare? Are you afraid of losing and having to eat shit? Do you finally admit your gambling skills aren't as good as mine? But didn't you say earlier that the title of World's King of Gamblers would be yours?"

"The reason I took a moment to answer," Zhang Bin said, "was because I was considering your appetite. Just how big a pile of shit can you eat?"

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