The photograph clearly showed a man, but because he was wearing a white half-mask, it was difficult to determine his age.
"This is the God of Gamblers, Tu Shenyi." Inside the business van, Song Ying swiped through the PAD in front of her. There were only three photographs in total.
"Tu Shenyi doesn't mind being photographed, because no one knows what he really looks like. Of course, some people have used technology to deduce his facial contours from the lines of his mask and reconstruct his appearance. But the facts have proven that this is impossible. People still haven't been able to discover his true face."
"If he doesn't show his real face..." Luo Qiu looked back and forth at the photographs on the PAD and asked curiously, "Then how did your people find out that he was here?"
Song Ying folded her arms. "Aside from possessing gambling skills as marvelous as the gods', Tu Shenyi is also a master brewer. Twenty years ago, he brewed a batch of wine called the 'Worry-Free Series,' seven bottles in total. Three of them were sold at high prices at an auction in London. Of the remaining four, two are in the hands of two of Tu Shenyi's friends, while he himself kept only two. At this wine tasting, however, the legendary 'Worry-Free Series' will appear—and it won't be one of the five bottles we already know about."
Luo Qiu suddenly understood. "So he revealed his whereabouts himself, rather than being found?"
Song Ying glared at Luo Qiu unhappily. "If our Song Family couldn't find him, no one else could either."
Luo Qiu smiled and changed the subject naturally. "What's the name of the legendary wine at this tasting?"
Song Ying said seriously, "Forget Worry · Forget River."
"Forget River?" Luo Qiu froze