"Oh? Then I'd like to see just what this newly opened Wind Moon Tower is all about."
"They actually opened a Wind Moon Tower on my turf without so much as a word to me."
Seeing the beautifully dressed, stunning women upstairs, wicked thoughts surged within Hua Jianghe.
And this time, no one dared step forward to stop Hua Jianghe.
After witnessing what had happened to the big man who had tried to dissuade him, the others did not dare say another word.
They had no desire to receive a slap across the face!
The moment Hua Jianghe and his group entered Wind Moon Tower, they smelled a strange fragrance that left them feeling inexplicably light and floaty.
"Strange, why does it feel a little cold?"
The burly man who had just been slapped suddenly felt a chill wash over him.
This chill was not simply a drop in temperature, but a bone-chilling, sinister sensation.
It was not only the big man who felt it; the other big men clustered around Hua Jianghe felt it as well.
"Young Master, something's wrong."
Amid these strange sensations, an older burly man suddenly stopped, leaned close to Hua Jianghe, and whispered into his ear.
"Hm?"
A trace of displeasure flashed across Hua Jianghe's face, but seeing that it was the older burly man speaking, he did not fly into a rage as he had before.
Hua Jianghe suppressed the wicked thoughts that had just risen within him and roughly surveyed the interior of Wind Moon Tower.
Before his eyes, more than a dozen refined and elegant tables stood scattered across the first floor of Wind Moon Tower, each draped in exquisitely patterned gauze curtains.
Figures moved in the shadows, and quite a few Rich Young Masters dressed much like him were present.
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