The Fourth Prince watched with his own eyes as they left the Ever-Victorious Gambling House.
"Master."
The attendant behind him stepped forward and asked in a low voice.
The Fourth Prince waved his hand, indicating that the matter should be dropped and not pursued further. After all, just over a thousand taels of silver was neither here nor there for him.
If the gambling house's reputation were to be ruined, there would be no more money to be made in the future.
After all, the other brothel had its business snatched by Qinger Building, and its income was much reduced.
"Everyone, please enjoy yourselves, our gambling house is absolutely fair and just, we have never had a reason to keep winners from leaving." The Fourth Prince reassured everyone.
