The first round of the competition was about to begin soon. Cen Dongsheng looked at the frenzied gamblers below. He had no interest in gambling, nor in appreciating the madness of people falling into the abyss, so he decided to leave.
He and "Yi" returned inside through that door.
The VIP corridor was empty, with only a figure in a dark green long dress. She was gazing at the brilliant sunlight on the distant deck, her face shrouded in a melancholic shadow.
"That one is..."
Cen Dongsheng noticed her resemblance to Yi and quickly recalled her identity.
"My sister."
The Snail Girl beside him said.
When they first met at the night banquet a few days ago, Cen Dongsheng felt that the second Snail Girl seemed like the lively type, while the eldest sister appeared calm; yet, after just a few nights, his impressions of them had radically changed.
"I'll go meet her."
