The group of security guards, seeing that everything was safe inside the private room, quickly apologized and exited.
After the private room regained its peace, the atmosphere became heavy and solemn.
Lin Da was surprised; Lin Rui was actually a senior member of the Olin Club?
But when he thought about Fang Ranran, he came to an understanding.
The things that ordinary people dream of, someone of Fang Ranran's elite heritage wouldn't even need to reach out for—others would proactively stuff them into their pockets.
At this moment, Lin Da also felt a lingering fear. His face was as white as paper and he no longer dared to say much in front of Lin Rui.
Lin Rui didn't continue eating or drinking either. The recent unexpected event seemed to have dampened the spirit of Battle Spirit No. 2; Ji Shenyan, having dispersed the fire lotus, handed back control of the body.
