C32 Chapter 32

"How did he get in without an invitation?"

"Look at his clothes. Can't he smell his own poverty?"

"I thought he was one of the waitstaff here."

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The crowd was abuzz, looking at Chen Dong with endless derision, as if they were the elite, entitled to judge and criticize others.

"Since you don't have an invitation, how exactly did you get in?" The manager's face was a mass of flesh