Upon seeing the arrival of Ye Weiming, the six players sitting in the front row stood up first. The ones behind them, who were engaged in idle chatter, card games, and light nibbles, also put an end to their activities. They slowly rose to their feet, one after another, and collectively settled their gaze on the charismatic constable.
One of the players on the losing end was relieved. He promptly threw his hopeless hand into the deck and then jumped to his feet brandishing his sword. He put on an appearance of facing a formidable foe. Ye Weiming's appearance was indeed timely for him!
Among the six skilled players standing in the front, a cool, confident smile broke across the face of the player at the center. He was the first to ask, "So you are Ye Weiming?"
Ye Weiming shrugged, scanning the large crowd opposite him. His face was relaxed, but inwardly, he was fully alert.
Even he would not dare to brazenly confront a hundred players guarded by these six top players!
