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Sen City, on Ninth Avenue, inside a luxurious convoy.
Kid Vives leaned against the velvet-covered window, his gaze swept calmly over the passing street scenes outside. Those snake eyes showed no hint of emotion.
"Rejected? I see."
Upon receiving the message, he simply responded calmly.
His handsome yet somewhat cold face remained expressionless.
There was not the slightest change due to the news he heard.
No anger, displeasure, surprise, or regret. There was only a calmness as deep as a pool.
He had indeed sent someone to invite the other party merely out of a whim.
Although he had long been managing his own adventure group outside, he was not entirely uninformed about the Vives Clan's decisions. In fact, he was well aware of most of the family's slightly noteworthy affairs.
Of course, it was not because he took the initiative to find out, but rather there were people within the family who helped pass the information.
