A bank card with ten million, along with that million-worth Jeep Wrangler, and the expensive clothes and watches on the young charlatan now, were enough to sway this realistic woman.
So without much persuasion, the girl agreed and shamelessly clung to the young charlatan's arm shortly after.
The young charlatan glanced at Liu Zixuan with a peculiar expression, and after Liu Zixuan nodded, he took the woman out.
Liu Zixuan looked at the somewhat luxurious bedroom, sat down on one side, looked at the cigarettes worth over a hundred bucks next to him, grinned, and lit one up.
He crossed his legs and smoked.
It wasn't long before a figure walked out of the bathroom, wearing a robe, still holding an ice pack against the cheek swollen by Liu Zixuan's punch.
This person was none other than Master Tu!
He came out swaggering but when he saw Liu Zixuan sitting there, without the girl present, panic immediately surfaced in his eyes.
"You... what are you doing here?"
