"The winner is this girl."

The audience burst into thunderous applause again.

A little at a time.

"This is your reward. A thousand gold tickets."

The bunt man handed a bag to Zhao Qing. "If you want to continue playing, you only need to pay one hundred gold."

"If you win, you can take away a thousand gold coins. If you lose, it depends on your luck."

After all, this is the Colosseum.

They stood on this stage, fighting against those beasts.

Life and death depend on heaven——

Zhao Qing naturally refused.

He took the money and left the Colosseum.

She wanted to see what was going on?

What is it like outside the Colosseum?

Of course, she also knew that there were many people following her secretly——

So strange.

This illusion is so real.

Logically speaking, shouldn't we change the scene now?

Why are you still here——

Outside the Colosseum is a long street.

There are vendors and shops on both sides.

There are all kinds of things.

There were also many people coming and going, shopping, and even quarreling over prices they couldn't agree on.

When turning a corner, Zhao Qing suddenly saw a familiar figure.

Her steps suddenly stopped.

Yo, not just one, but two——

The woman dressed in fancy clothes and claiming to be her mother, and Zhao Die with a bitter look on her face.

Wearing a pink dress and holding a pipa.

"I don't know how to play pipa -" Zhao Die said.

"Why don't you? You are our oiran—famous for being good at pipa—"
Chapter completed!