There were about twenty people in the private room, with only one young man, around thirty years old, sitting at the main position of the gambling table.
The man was wearing a black shirt, with the top three buttons casually undone. A sultry and voluptuous woman was sitting in his lap, eagerly kissing him, and they were locked in a passionate embrace.
The rest of the people formed a circle in an open space in front of the gambling table. Inside the circle, there was a disheveled middle-aged man kneeling on the ground, wailing miserably.
When the door to the private room was opened, the young man's gaze followed the direction of the entrance. Upon seeing who had arrived, his originally fierce look softened, and a nonchalant smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
