Annan raised his eyebrows slightly.
If this place belonged to Isaac's family...
He glanced again at the man wearing a mask with a smile.
If he appeared here, it would be easy to guess the identity of this booth owner.
He was likely one of the "younger brothers and sisters" of Isaac, a blood relative of one of them.
Isaac seemed to have guessed what Annan wanted to ask.
He said in a low voice, "The pupils of my siblings are of this same brown hue."
"Uh-huh..."
Annan pondered.
This was indeed somewhat beyond Annan's expectations... yet it seemed quite reasonable.
It wouldn't be strange for a gambling den to open anywhere. After all, it was only a "somewhat special" pawnshop, and any place with a basement could be converted into a gambling den.
