Before the desire in his gaze could surge, a swaggering, arrogant figure strode into everyone's view.
Shang Che, who usually wore his suits with a wild and unruly air, had uncharacteristically buttoned every single button today. Dressed in a sharp suit with a tie, his long strides on the red carpet were fierce and decisive. With his hair slicked back in a three-seventy part that fully exposed his forehead and brows, his sharp, deep facial features were anchored by a gaze of extraordinary, unbridled arrogance.
Sensing something, Shang Che lifted his eyelids to sweep a glance over the audience, his gaze brimming with a razor-sharp warning that landed with pinpoint accuracy on Shang Yang. The air was thick with palpable hostility.
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