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Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
All eyes in the private room were locked onto Qin Jiang.
Ye Wujie immediately shouted, "Qin Jiang, to have so many of us waiting for you here, you really do carry yourself with great pomp."
Qin Jiang sneered, "Oh, I didn't expect to see a mongrel like you here."
Ye Wujie's mouth twitched fiercely, a great anger surging to his head.
However, at this time, it was not appropriate for him to lose his temper, so he had to temporarily suppress his rage.
Now that Qin Jiang had come alone, there would be plenty of people later who would take a swing at him, so there was no rush to vent his anger on Qin Jiang.
Zhao Mulong was sizing up Qin Jiang carefully. After all, this kid was the opponent he would face tomorrow, so naturally, he wanted to analyze him thoroughly.
Under everyone's gaze, Qin Jiang slowly walked in, pulled out a chair, and sat down with grandeur.