C1168 Hectoring

Wang Sheng lightly scratched the right side of the chip and pulled it out. He looked at Gray Haired Man, who had just stepped out of the room with his left foot, and flicked his finger.

The chip was bounced out, it drew a parabola in the air and fell towards Gray Haired Man.

Gray Haired Man was wearing casual pants and the back pocket was empty. Obviously, he didn't use it much. As the A.I