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Nan Juefeng didn't speak, but instead stared intently at Han Shuo.
The incessantly talkative man suddenly felt a chill down his spine and subconsciously wiped his own neck with his hand.
He chuckled nervously, "Just kidding, I was just kidding. You're a gentleman, how could you possibly do such a sleazy thing? Even if you want to compete with Lu Xingzhou, it has to be fair and square, right?"
Nan Juefeng, upon hearing this, softened his gaze slightly, turned around, and faced the floor-to-ceiling windows again, overlooking every move in the stone gambling field.
His voice was very faint, as if a breeze could blow it away, "The results of the investigation, besides myself, are not to be known by a third person."
"Brother Feng, you can rest assured, I've followed you for so many years, when did I ever let loose with my big mouth?"
Han Shuo, although often not serious, was inherently good and upright.
