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The stall owner did not linger to chat idly with Zhao Changhe for long, soon turning to attend to other customers.
Zhao Changhe slowly ate his paomo, musing that the dish seemed more suited to being military rations than a simple snack.
Damn it. Now even while eating, I’m thinking of military supplies.
He was contemplating how to approach Young Master Dai and strike up a conversation when he suddenly noticed the man slipping out of the temple alone, darting down a side street at an impressive speed.
Zhao Changhe quickly tossed a small piece of silver onto the table and followed without hesitation.
He trailed Young Master Dai through a series of twists and turns, only to see him sneak into a dimly lit residential building. Upon closer inspection, he realized that it was… a gambling house.
Zhao Changhe was speechless.
And here I thought you were at the temple for religious devotion. Turns out you just couldn’t sit still and snuck out to gamble instead. Alright, fair enough. This is basically the ancient equivalent of skipping class to hit up an internet cafe. The only difference is… I have a personal vendetta against gambling and drugs.
The gambling house was dimly lit but not particularly...
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