Qin Zhaoyue had excellent eyesight and noticed the rice husk dust falling from the crack, which she found somewhat distasteful.
"Please come in, distinguished guest." With that, he crouched down and walked down the stairs.
The man standing at the bottom of the stairs, responsible for pulling the lever, was stunned. "Why did you come down here, kid?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a woman with a fierce look stepped down and immediately narrowed her eyes.
Blame Qin Zhaoyue for her insistence; the scar running through her eye was so conspicuous that anyone who saw it could imagine that she was not someone to be trifled with.
The boy quickly went down the stairs, using his body as cover to stare wide-eyed at his companion.
At the same time, his lips twitched wildly, and he pressed his injured left arm.
The silent exchange between the two was fleeting, but it was enough.
Four people came down, and after a few moments they didn't see anyone else following.
The man glanced at them casually and found that they were all unfamiliar faces.
Given their attire, which had a mixed Western Region style, it's likely they had only recently arrived in the capital.
Withdrawing my gaze, I lowered the pole, and the wooden board above closed again.
Ha, they managed to wreck the Four Seas Gang's headquarters; they can only blame their bad luck.
"What are you standing there for? Lead the guests inside!"
Upon hearing this, the boy's lips twitched uncontrollably.
We're already here, why are we still letting him lead the way? Aren't we just pushing him into a fire pit?
His plan was to secretly warn the others, and then quickly inform them once they entered the casino.
This way, a post-mortem reckoning would have mitigated his guilt, but he never expected to be betrayed by his own people.
The gatekeepers inside are one rank higher than those outside, and according to the gang rules, this must not be disobeyed.
His back teeth were practically grinding to powder, but he was afraid that if he lingered too long, the person behind him would notice something amiss, so he could only mumble a reply.
Unbeknownst to the two, their subtle interactions were clearly observed by Qin Zhaoyue and her group, but they simply didn't care.
The young man silently led the way.
The underground passage was built to a height of one and a half people, so it wasn't too cramped, but it had to turn almost every ten or so steps.
Not only that, there are also branching paths, which are built like a maze.
Qin Zhaoyue was certain that they had now left the area beneath the rice shop.
Goodness, don't let their current situation fool you, their headquarters is built to a very high standard.
After many twists and turns, we finally arrived at the right place.
Upon opening the door, a pungent, mixed odor wafted out.
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