As Li Qingshan entered the tea house, a man wearing a blue trench coat at the entrance stood up directly from his seat, glanced at Li Qingshan, and slowly walked into the tea house.
Li Qingshan knew that this was a guide. He didn't say much at this moment and quietly followed the man wearing the blue trench coat into one of the tea house's private rooms.
The door to the private room slowly opened, and Li Qingshan walked straight in.
At this moment, there were five people in the private room.
Four men in blue trench coats stood quietly in the corner, while a middle-aged man wearing glasses sat leisurely at the tea table, sipping a pot of Wuling Dahongpao.
And this person was Stan Wang.
When Stan Wang saw Li Qingshan walk in, he didn't get up. Instead, his smile grew more intense, with a trace of mockery:
"Old man, I've already won, and now I'm here to reclaim my wager!"
