The Koaster stopped in the underground garage of the InterContinental Hotel. A large entourage flocked around Liszt as he got out of the vehicle, greeting him as if he were an emperor.
Among the welcoming party, a young man with a particularly aristocratic air was the group's clear leader.
He wore a sharp, tailored suit, his leather shoes shone, and his hair was impeccably styled. His every move exuded an air of not just wealth, but nobility.
Mere wealth alone couldn't cultivate such an aura.
It required status.
Having met his fair share of people, Lin Chu was extremely familiar with this kind of presence.
Though there had been no formal introductions, he looked like one of Liszt's subordinates. However, he didn't carry himself with fawning respect, appearing more like a partner who was neither servile nor overbearing.
This man's presence made Lin Chu's heart stir.
