The man's figure at this moment leaned forward a few inches, exposed in the light.
His appearance was far from handsome, only considered well-featured, but his aura carried a sense of frivolity and darkness, easily revealing his unsavory nature.
Keira Leaf's legs felt as if they were filled with lead, yet under numerous gazes, she managed a faint smile that dazzled those who saw it.
"Little Brother Chill really has a good eye, seems he had his mind on it from early on." The man in the Chinese traditional costume lightly chuckled, a thin smoke wafting from the cigar in his hand.
"Thanks to you elder brothers for your generosity," the man lazily smiled, not overly respectful.
Keira Leaf said no more, holding a smiling face as she stepped toward the man, sitting gracefully beside him, and lightly chuckling as she spoke, "Meeting Mr. Chill for the first time, I'm not familiar with your preferences, I hope you can be lenient with me."
