C35 Gambling Master Ledger

Immortal Tavern, second floor, private room. A table, a bowl of noodles.

Mu Yunsheng and Zhao Jin sat facing each other. She watched as Zhao Jin ate the bowl of noodles until there was not even a bit of sauce left in it and even drank the soup at the bottom of the bowl. She once again suspected that something was wrong with Young Master Zhao today.

He first didn't appear for a long time