Shen Qinglan chuckled, glad that people in ancient times all had long hair. And she, only fifteen, at this age the Adam's apple isn't very noticeable, perfect for deceiving everyone.
Duan Yunfei frowned, "Are you really going to go?"
Shen Qinglan put away her smile, gazing at him with somber eyes, "Won't you give it?"
"I'll give it!" Duan Yunfei chuckled lightly, "I'll go with you!"
Shen Qinglan satisfactorily curled her lips, "Suit yourself."
Lan Ruo said, "Since Qinglan wants to go, I'll go too!"
Song Ting did not oppose.
"Then it's settled!" Le Zhao laughed, "Ah Ying, you roll the dice, we'll place bets."
"No!" Luo Zilin said, "For fairness, let Brother Xuan Ming roll."
"I'll do it!"
Nearby Ah Xiang stepped forward, took the dice cup, and with smooth movements shook it a few times, then placed it on the table.
"Who brought this thing?" Shen Qinglan was curious.
Luo Zilin laughed with a snicker, "I brought it from the Yan Family's casino."
