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Yu Xuanfeng slightly bent his body to block Yan Shu's sight. He looked at his watch and asked coldly, "Can I ask, what's the meaning of this, Boss Jin?"

They had agreed to treat them to a meal, but there was still someone else here. This was either a slap in the face or a demonstration.

The watch wiped off the cold sweat on his face, not as flattering as before. He smiled and said