At nine-thirty in the morning, Ding Liusan, accompanied by more than twenty followers, passed through layers of house walls and arrived at the gambling hall in the center of Thousand Tael House.
Dou Jiyan greeted Ding Liusan with a fist salute: "Senior brother, you've come so early."
Both sides agreed to start at ten o'clock, and Ding Liusan arrived half an hour early.
Li Banfeng looked at Ding Liusan's appearance. This man was over fifty years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a square face.
He was wearing a black suit, a white shirt paired with a black bowtie, his hair neatly combed back, and his waist stood straight, even his mustache was meticulously trimmed.
Ding Liusan looked at Dou Jiyan: "Junior sister, on such an important day, is this how you dress?"
The weather was a bit cold, and Dou Jiyan wore a blue cotton jacket with a diagonal button, looking both rustic and ordinary.
