"The Followers of Moda couldn't possibly have so much money, right?"
"Let's disperse!"
"Is this his first time at the World Hub?"
"Just a few days ago, there was someone like that, claiming to have several millions, but when checked, didn't have even a single Moda Currency, and he said he wanted to see Moda."
"..."
Wang Ran, listening to the murmurs around him, asked without changing his expression, "Is this acceptable?"
He didn't need to explain anything, because the truth would vindicate him.
The assistant answered, "Yes, it is."
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the assistant flew to the counter and projected a conical beam of light onto Wang Ran's VIP card.
"Initiating deduction of the deposit!"
People whispered to each other.
"This is too funny, I've got to record this moment!"
"His true colors are going to show now!"
"Shh—stop talking, and just enjoy the show!"
"..."
Wang Ran sat calmly, composed in his seat.