Wen Xin looked at the guard with a look of disdain. Her bright black eyes revealed an undisguised coldness that made one's hair stand on end.
The guard felt a chill run down his spine and up his head when he saw her eyes. He felt like running away.
Without waiting for the guard to leave, Wen Xin took Tan Xingyue's backpack and took out a black gold card.
Her slender fingers casually held the black card and waved it in front of the guard.
The guard's expression changed drastically, and the arrogance he had just displayed instantly disappeared. He had never seen a black gold card before. It was different from ordinary residents. It was noble and mysterious.
He had worked here for more than a year, but he had only heard of such a card. He had never seen one.
He had never thought that he, who had always been respectful to the residents, would actually offend a noble black gold card user. He could not help but wail in his heart.