Both He Chen and Chang Ning glanced at the card in Qin Ran's hand and fell silent.
"Great God, you have no idea how many places I've traveled for your card. Fortunately, I still have a reputation in Mauritius." Slag Dragon chattered endlessly as he looked at her.
Qin Ran indifferently stuffed the card into her pocket, then leaned against the table behind her. With her legs slightly folded, she casually titled at her, her eyes evidently bloodshot. She said with an inexplicable sense of lifelessness, "Thanks. Tell me if you need anything next time."
"That won't be necessary. But your card is a little cool, I feel like I've seen it before." Slag Dragon waved his hand.
Beside him, Chang Ning handed him a glass of water and interrupted him. "Slag Dragon, drink."