Playing with fire

Lin Fan knew that getting the 'gambling' knowledge from Wang Mingyang was not without reason. If Wang Mingyang wasn't skilled at it, Lin Fan wouldn't have gotten it.

Before opening the door, Lin Fan already felt a stifling tension in the air coming from the other side of the door.

The tension was incredible. But of course, it was just a dramatized atmosphere.

There was some noise inside. Just standing at the door, they could hear the noise and on top of that, some high pitched screams.

They had gone too high.

Lin Fan pushed open the door.

He waved his hands. The place was billowing with smoke and it twined around them, choking them slightly. There was quite a number of people gathered there, whispering among each other. Although they weren't participating in the gambling themselves, each of them looked very suspicious, as if they were all at the table, gambling together.