Yang Yi didn't know how to answer Zhang Yong's question because he felt Zhang Yong should have known he had already broken out of prison.
As expected, Zhang Yong gently slapped his forehead and laughed, "I forgot. It was quite a sensation back then. Why did it take you so long to find me?"
Just as Yang Yi was about to speak, Zhang Yong picked up some chips and pushed them forward, saying, "Raise!"
It was only then that Yang Yi noticed all the chips in front of Zhang Yong were in denominations of five and ten, with hardly any hundreds. It seemed he must have lost miserably, and from Zhang Yong's appearance, he must have had quite a bit to drink.
Yang Yi gently nudged Zhang Yong and whispered, "Have you been drinking?"
"Ah, yeah, I had some Maotai, almost a bottle. Did you know it's quite cheap here?"
