Meng Jixi glanced around the room.
He quickly spotted his target.
Without hesitation, he walked straight over.
Meng Jixi patted the dyed-hair man on the shoulder.
The dyed-hair man frowned deeply, staring at the cards before him with an annoyed expression.
For a moment, he didn't notice the movement on his shoulder.
Meng Jixi patted him a few more times, using more force.
"Ow!"
The dyed-hair man's shoulder lurched, and he cried out in pain. "Who was that?!"
His already unpleasant expression darkened further, and his words were filled with anger.
He turned to look.
He wanted to see which clueless idiot had hit him so hard.
The next second,
he froze.
This man... looked kind of familiar.
Meng Jixi smiled politely.
"Hello."
"I—"
"Ah!"
The dyed-hair man exclaimed.
He remembered.
Wasn't this the person he'd run into when he went to look for Li Wei?
He—
No, the dyed-hair man glanced at the people behind Meng Jixi. How had they ended up here?
And did they seem to have come specifically to find him?
The dyed-hair man looked bewildered.
"Hey."
An old man beside him impatiently shoved the dyed-hair man aside. "Your friend's here to see you. Go chat over there."
"I'll take your spot."
The dyed-hair man stumbled.
"You old geezer, you—"
"Let's talk outside."
Meng Jixi cut off the man's furious outburst.
"Who are you? You think you can just say you want to talk, and I'll go along with it?"
The dyed-hair man was in a foul mood. "Get lost. I've got nothing to talk about with you."
As he spoke, he reached for the old man's arm, the one who had just taken his seat.
Meng Jixi reached out to stop him.
"Hello."
"My name is Meng Jixi."
"I don't care who