A few beautiful women in cheongsams whispered sweetly into Ethan Smith's ear.
Their seductive breath filled the entire room.
Ethan Smith's body shook gently, and the women were forced back a few steps.
"Lord Poe, there's no need for this. Let them leave first," Ethan Smith said expressionlessly.
Mallory Poe asked in surprise, "Why, don't you like it, Mr. Smith? Should I bring another group in?"
"No need." Ethan Smith walked straight to the table and sat down.
Seeing this, Mallory Poe didn't embarrass himself any further.
He poured a glass of wine for Ethan Smith and laughed, "Mr. Smith, we fought before knowing each other. Here's a toast to you. I hope we can become friends in the future!"
Ethan Smith picked up the wine glass and emptied it in one gulp.
After the drink, Mallory Poe asked anxiously, "Mr. Smith, did you bring the ring?"
"Of course," Ethan Smith smiled.
