"Um, um... hello?"
Damn it, Irene, what are you being so scared for? Didn't we drink together before? Why are you acting so badly now? At least greet me confidently!
Even though her inner thoughts were rich and colorful, when facing someone alone, she exhibited a full-blown social anxiety style. Her slightly normal behavior at the previous banquet was only because there were many people around, and most of them were acquaintances.
She raised her head nervously and looked at the "strong man" standing across from her, meeting a face as terrifying as an animated corpse, with eyes cold and emotionless, not even regarding her as anything significant, like she was just insignificant air. You could tell just by looking at this character that he was a tough one!
At this moment, she saw the person's lips move, and he took out a card.
"I can only lend you this much." The animated corpse's voice seemed to come from the coldest part of hell.
