Chapter 38 Snobs with Dog Eyes
- Right then, his chest was tight with fear and a tiny bit of luck. He prayed that card was just some flashy prop that punk used to show off, not a real Star Card.
- Or maybe Timothy Lavette picked it up somewhere?
- Xun Dabao’s face turned ugly. Wild guesses swarmed his head, churning like bad food in his gut—pure mush. He didn’t even notice his phone slip to the floor.