C27 Gambling(4)

"Second brother …"

Shang Ziyu put Shang Zifeng down from his back and dully wiped the sweat off his forehead, stuttering: "This … This... This is a gambling den? "

Shang Zifeng also mimicked Shang Ziyu as he wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead, and casually nodded his head: "It should be … "Right …"

At this time, the zither music was the same as before.

As usual, no matter what happened