C532 The Helpers of Golden

Neil's biting remarks sent a chill through the crowd, with the thinly veiled threat in his tone unmistakable to anyone listening.

"I'm not concealing my power; it's simply your own disdain that blinds you," Wood replied with a calm detachment.

"Manager Qian, could you arrange a private room for me?"

The boxing manager immediately nodded in assent. "Certainly, Mr. Ochoa