All eyes turned to one spot—a young man dressed in strange and flamboyant attire, leaning back nonchalantly in a chair, with his legs crossed and fingers constantly digging into his nostrils. He then casually flicked them away as if nothing had happened.,For a moment, the hall was deathly silent. Not a single person dared to make a move. But just then, everyone heard that middle-aged man speak again.,Wang Lin stood alone in the corner. At that moment, someone saw him standing alone and immediately gathered two of his companions to surround him.。