The dinner at Avengers Tower was still going on.
It was just that the topic of conversation had gradually shifted from all manner of things to the Crimson Silver Baron who had just appeared.
It couldn't be helped.
Such a flamboyant entrance made it hard for anyone to take their eyes off Su Ming.
A socialite in an expensive gown chuckled and patted her best friend's shoulder.
"I won! That limited-edition bag is mine! Don't even think about backing out... Heehee."
She was Su Ming's fan. The two of them had just bet on whether Silver Duke would attend the dinner.
The stake was a limited-edition luxury item they had both been eyeing.
That was how best friends were. They could be close as sisters, but when it came to something they loved, they had to settle who came out on top.
Just as her friend had become certain Su Ming would not show up because he had disappeared—
That legendary figure in red appeared before them in a manner that stunned the entire room.
Losing the bet did not upset her, because she had seen the face beneath the Crimson Silver Baron's mask.
It redefined her understanding of what handsome meant.
That aura was like a witch's poison—deadly, yet irresistibly alluring.
Not even a hundred handbags could compare.
As she watched the tall figure chatting and laughing with the Avengers, a glimmer flashed through her lovely eyes.
From that day on, Su Ming had gained another wealthy female fan.
Similar discussions about Su Ming continued throughout the banquet hall.
The echo of Su Ming's words, "They insisted I wear a suit..." still lingered in the air, while the Avengers wore expressions like someone had knocked over a hotpot seasoning tray—
A chaotic mix of emotions.
Although that Chinese hotpot