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"I understand, I'll just take it as a good experience then."

Lin Yuzhen took Jiang Ning's hand and walked towards the restaurants inside.

A pair of eyes were staring coldly at Lin Yuzhen and Jiang Ning from afar.

"Tsk," he scoffed quietly. "Is his invitation card real? I don't think I sent him one."

"It's real, I've authenticated it, Mr Jimmy," replied the staff.

His expression was equally nasty. He was just a service staff, but his pride as being someone under Jimmy made it difficult for him to accept the humiliation he suffered earlier in front of so many people. Jiang Ning had smacked this pride of his into shape in that instant.

Jiang Ning had emphasized on the fact that he was nothing but a service staff!

"Alright, I get it. You make arrangements accordingly." Jimmy impatiently dismissed the staff with a wave of his hands.

behind, but suddenly started coughing uncontrollably. He quickly used a handkerchief to cover

was some blood on the handkerchief

"Damn it!"

and saw Fang Yin seated there. A crazed and murderous look flashed in his eyes for a moment,

look,

to suit you, so

pulled out a small bottle of pills from his pocket. "Eat one every week and you will feel better. But of course, this isn't the antidote." This was as good as admitting that he

his teeth and his entire body

at Fang Yin. He just calmly took the bottle, took a pill out and

thank Mr Fang Yin for helping me ease the painful symptoms." He felt much better shortly

his eyes. "Jiang Ning is on this cruise too. If you want to see him, I can

need," said Fang Yin. "We'll meet again sooner or later, but now is

has a page of the Extreme Fist Technique Manual. Which one is he?" Fang Yin was here solely for the manual. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website

Ning wasn't here to poach talents

head and laughed coldly.