Another round of discussion about body codes generated hundreds more messages.
Inside the car, Silas Norwood stared at the stream of group messages, a bit lost in thought. His usually cool eyes darkened to near black.
Body code.
A match made in heaven.
The ultimate experience.
He remained his usual noble and distant self, but his expression was exceptionally subtle. The words "the ultimate experience" in particular made him lose his composure, stirring a storm within him.
"Get me a glass of ice water."
He ordered Theo Chambers in a low voice, then casually sent a red envelope to the group chat.
The red envelope had a two-hundred-yuan limit, with the amount randomly split among sixty people. On average, each person would only get about three yuan. But the added value was off the charts:
Rivermoon: [Whoever grabs one gets a bottle of top-tier perfumery ingredients. Type is random.]
