"Do you know the kid talking to Luo Meixiang?"
Nie Hongchen looked at Lin Beichen, his eyes filled with a cold glare.
"This person seems unfamiliar, not like he's from around here, right?"
The crowd exchanged glances, all showing embarrassed expressions.
Even though Lin Beichen wasn't dressed particularly well, his bearing was truly exceptional.
These people could stand firmly at the top of Xiang Island's entertainment scene, certainly because they had fallen into the trap of money and desires ran rampant, but they still had the necessary discernment.
At a glance, Lin Beichen didn't look like a waiter.
When they mentioned Lin Beichen's name, it surely would ring a bell.
The downfall of the Zheng Clan and the death of Master Zhou were directly related to Lin Beichen, but they had only heard the tales without seeing the man himself.
