Luo Qingli and her companions' expressions darkened completely.
A trap! This was a complete and utter trap.
A large group of casino security hemmed them in. Jiang Tianquan strode through the crowd and looked at Luo Qingli with a sneer. "Miss Luo, your mother lost money at my establishment. Surely you're not going to deny this debt, are you?"
Next to Jiang Tianquan stood an effeminate-looking young man in a kimono. His face was full of contempt as he spoke in a stilted tone, "Young Master Jiang, are all you People of Shenzhou such sore losers? I never thought someone would try to welch on their debts in such a high-class establishment. They'd become an absolute laughingstock if word of this got out!"
Jiang Tianquan scoffed. "Young Master Watanabe, such shameless people are a rarity in our Divine Land. I apologize for the embarrassing display, truly sorry."
