Jiang Tang was unmoved, the so-called rich women behind him seemed a little unwilling.
Some of the young misses were even more unwilling.
Although Jiang Tang's attire was very luxurious, his identity was something everyone couldn't quite pin down.
After all, this person was not a local; his information wasn't so easy to guess or find out just like that.
Jiang Tang ignored these people, the less some people are noticed, the more determined they become to win over this handsome man.
Some people used their abilities to investigate.
Jiang Tang didn't care about these people, even if they found out he had a company in a certain city or was the heir to a certain family, so what?
Could they really use this identity to conquer him in this city?
Jiang Tang pondered over how in this murky place, everyone playing here—men and women—smoked.
They might be indulging in other things too; it's not like they're Heavenly Immortals with such bad habits.
