Shen Xuan also found it strange that Lin Xiang didn't even have a Gold Card, let alone a Black Card.
She claimed it was her own money, but where could she have gotten so much money from?
Yun Yue stood with her hands in her pockets, her posture carefree and cool, with a bold temperament radiating from her very bones. Her gaze was predominantly cold, mixed with a bit of the rogue.
The bloodshot in her eyes made her skin appear even whiter, her sensual lips hooked enticingly.
Her money was indeed dirty!
But it was all earned by risking her own life, and she believed herself to be guiltless.
Being stared at by her, although she did nothing but stand there, one could always sense a chilling murderous aura emanating from her, extremely intimidating.
Shen Xuan had participated in various grand occasions since her childhood, and had even seen important figures in Beijing, yet none made her feel as tense and alarmed as facing Yun Yue.
