"Giving me a gift?"
Yaen Chi's expression was emotionless, with slightly raised eyebrows, his arrogance barely hidden, even the faint movement of his lips while smoking easily revealed a hint of disdain.
He said, "The person has disappeared, please kindly take a message back to your boss."
"Go ahead."
"He's not qualified to give me a gift."
The smile on the suited man's face vanished in an instant, his eyes suddenly lifted, seemingly incredulous.
Yaen Chi had no interest in watching his face, he took a step forward to leave, but the suited man blocked his way, half polite half threatening, "Sir, you'd better go over, after all, you've made such a big commotion tonight, even if you leave the casino, no others will spare you. My boss offered you a way out, why be stubborn?"
With the cigarette between his lips, Yaen Chi didn't bother to hold it with his hand, taking two puffs, the white smoke exhaled from his thin lips grew denser.
He said nothing, merely sneered.
