A moment later.
The handsome face took on a meaningful depth.
"Now I'm increasingly curious about which deity entertained Brother Fu enough to make him willing to quit his ways for soup and broth."
Everyone seemed intrigued by this question, their eyes brimming with playful amusement.
Mo Shangjie turned his gaze towards the man who had been sitting quietly aside without speaking, a hint of schadenfreude in his eyes.
"It's said that not even you could save face for the boss, what a letdown, Chi Mu."
Dressed in a sharp suit, the man's distinctly jointed fingers also held a cigarette, and his entire demeanor exuded an air of nobility and elegance.
His features were incredibly handsome, with seductive phoenix eyes slightly carrying a teasing lilt, deep-set facial features, and long, abstinent legs.
