My name is Chen Jiu, a watch repairman in an old alley in Nancheng.
The night my father died, Crescent Bay Casino gave me three things: a blood chip, a severed watch strap, and a piece of reminder paper.
On the paper it says:
At twelve o'clock tonight, come and collect Chen Laizi's body.
I thought my dad just owed gambling debts until I saw the female croupier Shen Zhaoyue in a black cheongsam.
She was as beautiful as a knife under the moonlight, but she told me: My father did not lose to death, but was tricked into death.
From that moment on, I stepped into Nancheng Landao Jianghu.
At the card table, money is at stake.
Under the card table, life is at stake.
And what my father lost twenty years ago was not a gamble at all.
It is the gate of life and death in the entire Nancheng.
