The room fell silent in an instant. Long Zhan's eyes narrowed slightly as he coldly stared at the man.
It was strange; although the man sat very close, it was impossible to discern his exact age or facial features.
It was as if a hazy mist shrouded him, giving off a mysterious and eerie feeling.
"What kind of revenge deal?" Long Zhan said coldly.
The man chuckled but did not directly respond. Instead, he looked at the women accompanying Long Zhan.
"As expected of the renowned beauties of the Red Sleeve Pavilion, the quality of these women is truly exceptional."
Long Zhan snorted, waved his hand, and the women hurriedly retreated.
Soon, the room was left with only Long Zhan and this mysterious man.
"The walls of this box are embedded with an isolation array, which is now activated. No matter what happens inside, the outside world won't hear, so you can speak freely," Long Zhan said.
