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The red-haired youth, hearing these words, couldn’t help but narrow his eyes, his gaze growing cold.

The silver-haired elder snorted with cold anger as well. “You’d best know what’s good for you. It’s just a set of clothes, right? Be careful. Don’t lose your lives for the sake of clothes!” But Bebe paid no attention to the silver-haired elder’s threats.

“You threaten me?” Bebe rolled his eyes as he spoke angrily.

But Linley realized something more.

Linley carefully inspected this red-haired youth, then at the silver-haired elder. He secretly mused, “Most of the people who come to the fourth floor of the Free Castle for shopping are quite wealthy. In the Infernal Realm, most people who have money have great power as well. For the silver haired elder to dare to be so arrogant in a place like this means that he should have some sort of a background.”

Although Linley wasn’t afraid, in a strange place like this, he didn’t want to make any enemies either.