Chu Feiyun strode forward with his head held high and chest puffed out, his steps light and easy—radiating confidence and composure, making his entire figure seem as if it floated effortlessly. Truly a master thief, his demeanor alone set him apart, making his movements seem exceptionally alluring.
Xiong Cheng hurried over to greet him, his previously displeased expression had completely vanished, replaced instead by a respectful countenance.
"Brother Chu, let's skip the pleasantries," Xiong Cheng nodded his head, trying to maintain a natural expression, "We're both wise men, let's enter the room, get directly to the matter, shall we?"
The two chatted and laughed as they walked, resembling two good brothers—indeed, a grand spectacle from two seasoned vets of the trade.
For a moment, their intense gazes seemed to fiercely collide.
Few might have noticed. Among the crowd, Chu Feiyun had spotted Liu Chen at first glance, as if the two had long been familiar friends.
