Jiangzhou City, Changling Road, Dafachess Room.
"Old Feng, play a few more rounds. Losing today is no big deal. You've won a lot recently, losing a couple of rounds is normal."
A scruffy man came out, reeking of alcohol.
Feng Jianyi was in a bad mood today. He had lost several rounds in a row. Yet, these people were pulling him back for more, clearly up to no good.
Even his drunken mind became clear, so he chose to get off the table early.
"Get lost! Play what? You bunch of rascals, I'll come back tomorrow with enough money and wipe you all out."
"Hahaha, fine, we'll be waiting."
Walking on the road, Feng Jianyi felt the air had turned much cooler. He couldn't tell if it was because he'd lost money or if it had really gotten colder, but the biting chill made him feel increasingly uncomfortable.
Suddenly, a figure appeared at the intersection ahead, standing there alone.
Feng Jianyi was very curious, what was happening?
