The gambling den's courtyard was not large, planted with only a few somewhat desolate persimmon trees. Their dark green leaves carried a trace of yin chill, making the courtyard seem all the more bleak.
Yet there were quite a few people in the courtyard. Some had won money and were laughing merrily as they clutched their money pouches and staggered out, taking three swaying steps for every one. Others sat on the stone steps, constantly slapping their own faces while someone beside them kept trying to dissuade them. They had surely lost their money.
All in all, the seven emotions and six desires had gathered here in full.
The young man who came to greet Su Che had an exceedingly likable appearance, fair and clean-cut, with an air of crisp competence about him. Though his clothes were plain, there was not the slightest hint of timidity or cringing in his brows.
"Esteemed guest, you look unfamiliar. I imagine this is your first time here. Why not let this lowly one first introduce the games we have here..."
The young man approached him. Aside from gamblers, the gambling house had the most people of this sort—brokers who moved between the gray and white worlds, turning things over between gamblers and the establishment to earn a little hard money.
"Our place falls under Master Cui of the capital. The old master has some connections with the City God's residence; he has both influence and means. Neither the Night Pacification Bureau nor the Imperial Demon Hunters can investigate this place."
Although Great Liang's laws did not explicitly prohibit gambling, all manner of officials and immortals could not resist coming to places like this to fish for extra money.
Whether an establishment could stand firm depended entirely on the strength of the boss behind