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"Hmm? Baby, tell Brother, how greedy are you?" In just a short time, the sharpness in the man's narrow, deep eyes had faded,
"Next time, can you give me a heads up?"
"You don't control me!"
The next day was Iron Hand's birthday.
It had been a long time since the ZMI Agency was this lively, Emperor Quan had issued an order—everyone participates in Brother Shou's birthday. Other than not needing to bring gifts, food, drinks, and fun were all on the house, making the birthday party lively yet grand. For the people of the ZMI Agency, today was certainly a cause for universal celebration.
Apart from those stuck on duty and unable to join the birthday party, everyone else had gathered at the Imperial Palace.
As a well-known den of extravagance, the Imperial Palace was undoubtedly a high-class place where one could indulge to their heart's content.
Moreover, this place had very informed sources; their fun here would be known to the Satan Organization in less than ten minutes.