Upon seeing the white-clothed man, the faces of several customers visibly changed, and they all stood up, looking very frightened.
Yang Chen curiously scrutinized the man.
Although he was dressed in a white suit, looking clean and tidy, with his hair slicked back shiny, his expression revealed a sinister air, and the aura he emitted indicated that he was not of high quality.
Moreover, when he walked up, he did not sit on the chair Zhao Guozong brought for him, but instead lifted his foot onto the chair, using his elbow to prop himself up, and stared coldly at Yang Chen, "Hey! You're from the Flame Country headquarters, right?"
Yang Chen didn't answer, just stared at him.
For someone who didn't answer his question, he was even less obligated to reply.
"Hey! I'm asking you something!" the white-clothed man shouted immediately.
Watching the man shout, spitting out saliva, Yang Chen felt disgusted.
