One of the security guards, upon seeing the casually dressed yet exquisitely adorned and imposing Situ Xuan who was following behind, looked at the high-end brand shopping bags in Situ Xuan's hand; the guard asked, "Are you here to shop?"
"No shit! Or do you think we're here to enjoy the cool air at your place?!" Mo Siyu had just endured their idle talk for far too long and couldn't hold back any longer. He, Young Master Mo, had been dominating the scene for many years, and this was the first time he had ever been so humiliated!
The expressions on the faces of several security guards flickered. Without mentioning anyone else, Situ Xuan's dignified manner indeed didn't resemble someone sneaking around.
