"How did you know there was something off about Shaman?"
Outside the club, Chief Yuan brushed off her body, seemingly trying to dispel the hormones embedded in her high-end clothes.
For her, although the outside light was dimmer, it felt much more pleasant.
"After the initial fear, there seemed to be a slightly different kind of excitement."
Fu Qian shook his head at the side, sharing his observations.
"Compared to professional body control, her expression management was clearly a bit off."
"And realizing this discomfort, my first interpretation was that due to the unexpected, there was new under-the-table money involved."
"She couldn't possibly have anticipated our arrival, so the focus must still be on Ah Lan as the client."
"And this slightly frail gentleman, his most special identity, should be the lucky winner from a week ago."
"A reasonable deduction."
Yuan Shan listened intently and nodded.
