Zhang Jing had no choice but to stay in the casino and watch people play mahjong.
Luo Yang and Lang Yifeng stepped outside to smoke and casually discuss matters.
The village chief, Xie Runfa, might have spoken to Lang Yifeng before, asking him to close down his gambling establishment.
But the gambling establishment was Lang Yifeng's main source of income; it seemed unlikely he would easily give up this lucrative opportunity.
It was his old line of work.
He was well-practiced and adept at it; making money was easy.
To suddenly ask him to switch professions would be very challenging for him.
As a master, Luo Yang could indeed have a talk with Lang Yifeng.
The two men stood in the darkness, with only the lit ends of their cigarettes flickering in the night wind.
The smoke curled up in the faint light.
Luo Yang decided to start with the topic of tomorrow night's China-Japan martial arts amateur competition. He flicked his cigarette ash and informed Lang Yifeng about it.
