C455 The Richest Family in the North?
Miron sipped his tea with an unruffled demeanor and casually remarked, "I fail to see how my choice of seating concerns you. And you are?"
"Who am I? Hahaha." The man with curly hair let out a laugh, his face brimming with arrogance as he swirled the red wine in his glass.
"Little Pei, enlighten your naive countryman about my identity."
Upon the arrival of the curly-haired man