The scantily clad girl used her slender fingers to gather up the cards on the table as several gentlemen who appeared either rich or noble sat around the gaming table.
Beside them were various girls, women, and ladies accompanying them.
These women were all extraordinarily exquisite, possibly the dream lovers of many, the targets of their pursuits.
Yet here, they all wore cautious and ingratiating faces, attending to the people around them.
"Are you just going to let this go?" said a gentleman with graying hair sitting in the first position, looking at Mr. Baown in the third position, "Do nothing, let him owe you a favor, and just let it go?"
Mr. Baown settled the chips he lost, feeling somewhat stifled.
The matter quickly spread as everyone came to know about it, especially since a columnist from "Today's Golden Port" published an article titled "Darkness under the Sun."
