Meanwhile, in a high-class private room of a teahouse in Forty-nine City.
Four young men were enthusiastically playing mahjong together.
"Three of bamboo!"
"I win!"
A young man with a sleazy haircut pushed his tiles forward and laughed, "Thanks, Boss!"
"No more for me, no more! Today, I'm the only one losing."
The young man who had been hit by the win pushed the mahjong tiles together in irritation, then leaned back in his chair and lit a cigarette with his head raised.
"What's the matter, Nangong? The money you usually lose isn't enough for one of your social gatherings, right? What's got you so restless today?"
The youth known as Nangong was none other than Nangong Han, who had previously been expanding the Nangong Family's reach in Magic Capital.
And the three others playing mahjong with him were also not nobodies.
They were, respectively, Yi Wenbiao, from the Yi family ranked sixth among the noble families of Forty-nine City.
