Qin Qianbai walked out of the hotel, strolling alone on the streets of Burning Steel City.
It had only been two days since the no-holds-barred tournament concluded, and the atmosphere of the city was markedly different. Many people with peculiar attire had disappeared from among the pedestrians, and the air was devoid of the subconscious fighting spirit of the Martial Artists. All of this conveyed one fact: the underground casinos still existed, but the celebration was over.
