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... toward their table.

Golden sunglasses perched arrogantly on his face, and the two black-suited tank like bodyguards flanking him erased any doubts about his importance.

"Another idiot trying his luck?" Zhu Qing muttered, but the smirk faded when the man leaned in close to Wang Xiao, whispering something no one else could hear.

Wang Xiao's expression darkened briefly. His sharp gaze on the man before he shook his head with a smile. Without another word, the man straightene ...

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