Chen Xuan’s gaze sent a shiver through the other three wealthy young men for no reason.
"What do you think you're doing?" Young Master Guo asked, his face darkening. His hand, still gripping the gun, was slick with sweat.
Even a blind man could see by now that Chen Xuan was no ordinary person. To be able to summon a bank manager so casually and have them bring over millions in cash meant that, at the very least, he was no less wealthy than these young men—with the exception of Young Master Mu.
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