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182. When Rivals Don’t Play Fair

Penulis: Nour El
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-05-03 16:24:37

“How do I look?” Zayne asked, standing in front of Mr. Tiano.

If it were Gion, with his big mouth, he would’ve already made a blunt comment about Zayne’s appearance. But Mr. Tiano was different. The middle-aged man simply nodded and gave a thumbs-up.

No sarcastic remarks like: your tie doesn’t match, why is your suit wrinkled, didn’t you comb your hair?—none of that.

Maybe Zayne’s ears would be safe now, but honestly… he kind of missed Gion. That guy was probably off enjoying himself with some
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