When Bruce was buried in his work, there was a beautiful city on the west coast of Lihe Country.
There was a famous street in this city, called Central Street.
Judging from the name, most people living on this street had a close relationship with Central Country.
Some were expatriates from Central Country who had immigrated to Lihe Country, and some were natives of Lihe Country, but their ancestors came from Central Country.
Some of them were international students who wanted to live in a familiar circle.
Overall, there were all kinds of people here.
In one of the alleys on the street, a tea house without a sign was quietly located there.
Different from the cold outside, the inside of the teahouse was very lively.
"Ha-ha, I win. Pay the bill! 30 dollars!"
"Alas, why did I lose to you bastard again? If I knew you had such good luck today, I wouldn't play with you!"
"Ha-ha, pay me now, or I won't let you go easily today!"