"Buddy, what outfit do you represent? Give me your handle."
The man speaking was not particularly robust, and the suit he wore looked especially loose on him, as if he had bought it two sizes too big, giving him a rather mismatched and absurd appearance. One shoulder was higher than the other, and he walked with a three-step swagger, his neck thrust forward and both hands shoved deep into his suit trouser pockets with a show of considerable confidence.
Yang Renlong curled his lip, the disdain on his face written plain as day.
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