Leng Xuan also didn't forget the role he was playing at that moment. He walked lightly to the side of the man, placed the red wine and the cigar from the tray on the small round table, and took out a tall goblet. He opened the wine bottle and poured half a glass. At the same time, he respectfully offered the cigar to the middle-aged man and lit it with an exquisite lighter.
The middle-aged man glanced at Leng Xuan from the corner of his eye and said casually, "New here? You seem very unfamiliar."
Leng Xuan didn't know the rules here and knew that saying too much might cause him to slip up, so he just nodded slightly without saying much. At that moment, he also took the opportunity to get a good look at the middle-aged man's appearance. Somewhat obese, with shiny skin, and perhaps because there was a lot of flesh on his cheeks and forehead, his eyes appeared very small. His hair was thinning, clearly due to baldness.