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CHAPTER SIX

At the same time inside a luxurious private room on the topmost floor of the clubhouse, a middle aged white man held unto the waist of a beautiful teenage girl, she was giggling flirtatiously with him as he sipped on the red wine she offered him while another young girl massaged his shoulders as he looked at the people sitting round gambling table playing cards complacently, he seemed to be in a great mood, this man was a foreigner who originally came to the city for business, his meeting was delayed due to some reasons from the other party so he asked around for where to relax and was told that this place was the best, when he and met a few of his kind they immediately agreed to have some fun but came although he was initially very skeptical about it since the money he wanted to use was part of the money to be used in discussing business he still forced himself to do it but who would’ve thought that since he sat down here he has been on a winning spree, stripping his opponents of every penny they had, the money he originally put into the game has already doubled so how could he not be happy and arrogant? Who asked this people to not have good talent and luck? Moreover, they were the ones who wanted to play not him so no one should blame him for being impolite therefore once again an arrogant smirk appeared on his face when he saw the opponents’ cards and all of them lost, he waved his hand and a bulky built man walked forward to pack his boss’ loot, but suddenly someone pushed open the door to the private loom with a ‘bang’ sound and strutted in (like literally strutted) the first thing noticeable was the heeled leather boots that reached the kneels followed by long straight legs covered in black garment, the long cape completely shielding the other body parts while the black hood only made her aura feel more eerie like witches in a fairytale, the moment the other people in the room saw this figure they shivered uncontrollably while some took in a sharp cold breath and stilled their hearts, while some cowered in fear, as for the bulky men behind the foreigner their faces remained expressionless but little beads of cold sweat started appearing on their foreheads as their eyes displayed fear. She surveyed her surroundings taking in their every reaction with a smirk hanging on her face, when her eyes landed on the bodyguards behind the foreigner her expression became more profound making the bulky men feel a chill in their bones
Fucking b**t**d so y’all know fear huh? You’re basically courting death I’d really like to know who gave you the guts to act on your own without consulting me first humph she thought quietly in her heart while her expression became colder magnifying the coldness around her body.
Amongst this group of people only the foreigner remained oblivious to the change in atmosphere and spoke arrogantly in a demanding tone; “Who dares to barge in when Laozi is having a good time? Speak otherwise don’t blame Laozi for being impolite, I might be a foreigner but I know how things go down in the EMPRESS yet you dare to act so recklessly in front of this daddy” even as the foreigner kept speaking arrogantly the later didn’t even bat an eye, it seemed that the newcomer did not hear anything at all, the figure couldn’t be identified in sex as the all black outfit especially the long black cape and hood covered them completely, yet this figure was not foreign to any of these people except the foreigner, something suddenly flashed in his eyes as he lightly smirked then suddenly asked slowly “Are you here to play?” He quickly added before any reply came through “you sure look like a good competition for me, these old men are so boring… I’ve emptied all of them only after a few rounds” he arrogantly stated while pointing at the people sitting directly opposite him with and ugly expression on their faces, the other people didn’t know whether to laugh or cry at this moment as their thoughts went along the lines of ‘is this man tired of leaving?.’
‘I wonder if he has a death wish to be provoking and arrogantly challenging this person.’
‘Does he not know that death is way better than provoking this person?’ et cetera
A few second later the intruder elegantly strutted into the massive private room, walked up to the foreigner, held his chin and acted as if trying to kiss him before quietly and efficiently removing something from his left lashes and doing same to the right one making the foreigner freeze almost fainting on the spot, the bodyguards behind him had the attitude of lackeys who thought their boss was only having fun but in fact, the man was now terrified as he looked into those eyes that fixed unto him and shivered from the piercing cold look that felt as though all his thoughts were directly seen through by this intruder most importantly the wild and dark aura emanating from this person was truly terrifying, yet he still mustered up all the courage to ask after taking a deep breath “W..What are you doi….” However before he could finish he was cut off immediately “Prepping you for the game, are you no longer playing?” then paused before continuing “I was just removing a fallen lash from your eyes so you can see better, besides I have to win against you fairly…right? We don’t want you going back to complain that you were cheated in our country, right Gentlemen? She turned and swept her gaze across the room the continued “and ladies, what do you think?” who would dare to make a sound, the entire scene was pin drop silent as no one had the guts to say a word of protest, besides they were secretly rejoicing the foreigner’s downfall so nobody cared about the situation and just unanimously nodded.
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