As he shouted, Xiao Nanqing and Lei Yicheng also turned their heads to look at the two.
Today, Xiao Nanqing abandoned his usual nonchalant demeanor. He wore a deep blue suit with a matching shirt and nine-point trousers, his slim and tall physique looked sharp and spirited in the ensemble. One hand was tucked in his pocket while the other held a glass of red wine.
Even in this suit, Qing Jue's perfect face couldn't hide the mischief that seeped from his very core. He squinted his elongated, narrow eyes, his thin lips slightly raised to one side, giving the impression that he might do something bad at any moment.
Lei Yicheng was a typical tough guy, with a crew cut, exuding strength all over, his eyes carrying a wildness, just looking at him felt dangerous.
Jin Jumo quietly assessed several people, her delicate face lifted with a graceful smile, dimples on both sides of her mouth flickering faintly.
