In the underground casino in the Eastern District, the gambling mood of the gamblers could not be disturbed no matter how noisy it was outside.
The people here were addicted to gambling. Some had lost all their assets, and even their clothes were pressed against the gambling table. They were only wearing underwear to cover their modesty. They stared at the gambling table with sweat on their foreheads, unwilling to leave the gambling table.
Some won money and shouted wantonly, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws. They opened their mouths and easily took what others had worked hard for half their lives.
The thick smoke lingered around everyone and blinded their eyes. The choking smell of smoke and sweat filled the underground entertainment city, and the sound of dice cups and game consoles lingered.
The entire casino was noisy, but everyone was enjoying themselves.
