"Angels, are you already going crazy for our basaraking?" the bald man let out a soul-stirring question.
What answered him were fervent roars and celebrations; few women in the entire venue failed to be captivated by Caesar's charm. This god-like man arrived riding an iron-blooded, fierce beast, shattering their fragile psychological defenses in a single stroke.
Countless women had already expressed their desire to win basaraking's favor, willing to spend vast sums of money on this mysterious man who had just debuted today.
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