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The few men glanced at Zhan Xi and then lowered their heads to discuss something. A leather-clothed man standing in the front said, "Our boss invites Mr. Qin to tea."

He pointed at Zhan Xi and said, "No one else can follow us."

"Oh? Is there such a rule? " Zhan Xi raised his eyebrows, put his hand on Qin Shiyu's shoulder and smiled, "What if I don't?"

"Then... We won't be polite