The next evening at eight o'clock, at Golden Princess Paradise, a group of wealthy heirs gathered. They were singing and dancing, surrounded by a blaze of lights and the allure of fine wine."Mr. Thompson’s here!""Mr. Thompson, you're as impressive as ever!""Of course, being a noble, the blood in your veins is different from us commoners!"As Kelvin the earl's son arrived, the suckups quickly stood up to flatter him. He was dressed in a sharp suit, his arms covered in elaborate tattoos, and he was strikingly handsome.He pulled out a box of cigarettes, generously handing them out. "These are a special palace supply my father brought back from the Imperial Capital. You can't buy these anywhere else! Come on, don't be shy. Try the same cigarettes the nobles in the Imperial Capital smoke! And remember—everything tonight, food and drinks, is on me!""Mr. Thompson, you're so generous!" the group cheered, gathering around him as he took the central seat.Kelvin smirked, and declared
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