"Where's KK? I'm here, and he doesn't even bother to show his face. His airs are getting bigger and bigger!"
Though Capone's words sounded like a complaint, there wasn't a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone—it felt more like the teasing of a family member.
A burly man in black beside him quickly bowed his head and muttered a brief explanation before leading Capone toward the second floor of the ship. It turned out this ship had more than just the grand casino hall; there were other exclusive spaces.
They stopped in front of a deep crimson door with red and black patterns, its intricate design exuding an air of elegance and prestige. It was clear this area was reserved for VIPs.