"Nani, a scrap collector?" Lin Chen's face immediately darkened.
"Kid, it's the dining time for guests now. You better get lost quickly, or we won't be polite." One of the security guards waved a rubber baton and said rudely.
"Come on, are you two blind? With my dashing looks, how do I look like a scrap collector?" Lin Chen retorted with dissatisfaction.
"Even if you're not a scrap collector, you must be a beggar. Leave at once and stop affecting our club's image." Another security guard said coldly.
Lin Chen was speechless for a moment. He'd been very busy lately and hadn't changed his clothes since returning from Dragon Whisker Mountain. His outfit was covered with tears from branches, making him look a bit shabby. No wonder the security guards mistook him for a scrap collector.
"I'm here for dinner, arranged by Miss Wang Zixuan." Lin Chen was forced to explain.
"Wang Zixuan invited you to dinner?"
