"Brother, are you for real?" one of them asked, staring at the black-suited man with wide eyes.

Suddenly, as if the black-suited man got back his sense, he gripped the wineglass into a fist, closed his eyes, and opened them again; this time, his eyes became even colder as if it was not him who said these words.

"Brother, this is the first time in my life you seem to notice any matter you're not involved in." the man almost jumped from excitement.

The black-suited man turned his head and gave