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The house they had entered had nothing special in the outside. From her point of view, it looked totally perfect for the neighborhood wherein the houses looked like they were cousins.

She wondered what the neighbors thought when they saw men going in and out of this house.

"Now this is what I want to see."

Feng Xuan was greeted by rows of tables. And on top of those tables were bills. Around a dozen people were sorting out the crumpled paper and two were on the money counter, banding stacks of bills together.

"One night?" she asked Qing Chen.

"Half the day. Tonight's income will come tomorrow moring and it would be a whole lot more."

Feng Xuan had never seen more cash in one place. Guns lined the wall, within reach to each one of them. "Do they live here?"

"Clown does. He's the one keeping things together and reports back to us."

"What do you do with the money?"