Gambling houses are also of high quality.

Like the ones that were swaggering and placed directly there before, they were undoubtedly of a lower grade.

And some high-end gambling houses are often more secretive, quiet, and safe.

In his opinion, what he saw before him was nothing more than this.

"Is that so?"

Listening to the middle-aged guide's words, Chen Changming nodded, then slowly walked forward, and then pushed.

What surprised Chen Changming was that the iron door in front of him was pushed open directly by him. It was not as solid and tight as he had imagined.

It looks like it was originally open.

Pushing open the iron door, there is a corridor and rows of rooms.

Standing where he was, Chen Changming could feel the breath of someone inside.

However, there were no bursts of sounds around him.

Feeling these, Chen Changming felt certain in his heart and then continued to move forward.

He walked forward along the corridor in front of him, slowly reaching the end of the corridor.

Not long after, he came outside a shop.

Above the store, a large plaque is placed.

"Seven Wonders"

Looking at the writing on the door plaque, Chen Changming looked calm and spoke softly.

"Are you so aboveboard?"

By this time, he finally understood that he had probably found the rightful owner this time.

So, he asked the two guides to wait outside and walked in directly.

As he walked inside, a unique sense of coolness came from all around, making people feel eerie.

There didn't seem to be much of a crowd around, and there was an inexplicable moisture rising all around, making people feel a little uncomfortable.

Chen Changming didn't pay attention to this, he just turned around and looked at a corner to the side.

There, he saw a man.

It was an old man wearing a black robe, with a skinny build, sitting there with a pen in his hand, writing something continuously.

It looks like he is very busy.

The place where he stayed was very dark. If you were an ordinary person, you would probably ignore him for a while, or even be startled by him.

But to Chen Changming, this is nothing.

"Are there any guests here again?"

Sitting in that corner, he seemed to feel Chen Changming's arrival. The old man slowly put down the pen in his hand and looked outside with some surprise, his eyes fixed on Chen Changming.

PS: It’s been so long since I wrote the salted fish that it’s so difficult to type.

No more salty food tomorrow!
Chapter completed!