Ye Yan's unyielding words had convinced Fu Xingzhou to calm down and deal with the situation later, but she found that, in the end, she was the one who couldn't stay calm.
The taxi passed the Ruins of St. Paul, heading straight along Yinhuangzi Avenue.
She had only wanted to step out for some fresh air, but before she realized it, she had arrived at the entrance to Pujing Casino.
Situated in a bustling district, Pujing Casino resembled a huge, glittering golden crown.
Once inside, the opulence was blinding, with the clamor of crowds and thick walls of gamblers around the tables, while waiters carrying champagne flitted back and forth.
On her first visit here, Fu Xingzhou had seemed like a king who could command everything, and before him, her only bargaining chip had been a gambler's daring.
A sharp-eyed Gambling Middleman spotted her and approached to inquire.