Fang Zhou strolled along, admiring his surroundings, and finally stopped in front of a gray tent.
"This is it."
He looked up and examined it carefully. A delicate plaque hung at the entrance, inscribed with four large words in neat calligraphy—All Bets Are Final.
Indeed, this was the casino he had been searching for, and the stakes were the Ancient Marvels he so desperately wanted.
The casino occupied several hundred square meters, its massive scale making it a behemoth in the temporary merchant district. Fang Zhou stepped inside and was immediately captivated by the scene before him.
