Led by Xiao Wuming, He Xiong entered the VIP Box 4.
Inside the box, a bald, greasy middle-aged man was hugging two beauties, left and right, enjoying their soft bodies leaning on him. The two beauties were diligently serving drinks and food to him.
Upon noticing their arrival, he looked over and sneered. "Oh? Look who it is! My dear friend, He Xiong!"
He Xiong didn't respond, just kept his usual smiling face. Wang Cai seemed to realise something and said to his assistant. "Xiao Wuming, you can leave."
"Yes, boss."
Only after Xiao Wuming left did He Xiong's gentle smile turn gloomy.
"Wang Cai... You are just as disgusting as before."
"Same goes for you, no less hypocritical than ever." Wang Cai taunted back and gestured for the beauty on his left to go serve He Xiong.
"Ahh~"
