The bald man in the tailcoat was naturally not a normal living person. He was a mixture of memories, shadows, spirits, and other things Shade could not describe.
Faced with the question, Shade hesitated and opened his mouth. Given the current situation, he could only reach one conclusion:
"I'm quite certain that before coming here this time, I had no intention of seeking some turn in Destiny. I was merely waiting for an important guest to arrive. So there's a hidden door on the first floor of my home that leads here?"
The bald man asked with a smile:
"Is this what you wish to win from the casino this time—the answer to that question?"
Shade looked around.
"If I don't want to gamble, can I leave directly?"
"Of course. This casino operated by the God of Fate values fairness above all else. If you do not wish to gain anything, simply turn around and walk into the depths of the White Fog to leave. There is only one thing to beware of here—do not be overly Greed, for the Gift of Fate always comes at a price."
Shade truly wanted to know what was going on. It was not that he could not accept another door suddenly appearing in his home for a short period of time; he simply could not accept a door beyond his control.
Since he was expecting Miss Goode, he had not brought anything valuable apart from the key and badge hanging from his chest.
And the answer to this question was certainly not worth wagering those two items—Shade was not so Pride as to believe he would definitely win.
The bald man replied:
"How about time? If you lose, you will lose two hours. When you leave here, you will discover that two hours