A voice so even and calm, devoid of any fluctuation.
Yet it carried a chill that made one's heart go cold.
"Who is it?"
When Xiang Yannan turned around and saw a tall figure, he frowned.
The girl was dressed in a long-sleeved black shirt and pants, with her mask and hat also black, obscuring her face.
"All mysterious and sneaky!" Xiang Yannan sized her up and down, "Not bad, the figure is to my liking. I wonder what the face looks like?"
He was accustomed to men and women who liked to cling to the powerful, including many stars.
These people would specifically inquire about the preferences of the sons and daughters of prestigious families like his, then cater to those preferences in hopes of squeezing into high society.
Xiang Yannan was still young this year, but had already encountered many such incidents.
He didn't turn them away either; he took the advantages they offered, and when he grew tired of them, he'd kick them away without it affecting him at all.