"Someone's causing trouble at the gambling house?"
From the incessant shouts and curses, Zou Feng easily came to this conclusion.
Chen Jingsheng's face immediately darkened. He turned to go outside and see what was happening.
The Guangfa Gambling House was his territory, after all, and no one had dared to cause a scene there for a very long time.
But Chen Jingsheng had only taken a few steps when he faltered.
He suddenly seemed to experience a dizzy spell, closing his eyes and pressing a hand to his forehead as he swayed on the spot.
"Hall Master!"
Wang Xingjian hurried forward to support Chen Jingsheng, and Zou Feng followed to help steady him as well.
The dizzy spell came and went quickly.
Chen Jingsheng soon recovered, but a hint of exhaustion now colored his face. "It's nothing. Just an old ailment. I'll be fine after a little rest..."
"Don't worry about me. Go take care of it!"
"Yes, sir!"
Wang Xingjian shot Zou Feng a look, then led the way toward the stairs.
