In an instant, the entire Bojinlai Casino fell silent.
At the main seat, Ye Song stroked his beard and smiled, looking towards the entrance.
Ran Qing squinted, "So this is Xi Yu, Ji Chang's son?"
Lin Feng nodded, "Yes."
Ran Qing sneered, "I didn't expect there would be a survivor."
A thin young man dressed in black walked in. He was as thin as a bamboo pole, wearing a black duckbill hat with a low brim that covered most of his face and a mask that concealed the rest. He exuded an icy, mysterious, and dangerous aura.
Zhao Qin greeted him with a smile, "Xi Yu, you've finally arrived."
The young man ignored her and sat down in his designated seat.
In the crowd, Zhu Shaodan excitedly pumped his fists, hoping to catch his Master's attention.
Unfortunately, his greeting was ignored, as if he was invisible.
After all, Zhu Shaodan was merely a small fry and did not have the qualifications to sit with the higher-ups.
