Stud was stunned. Then, his face twisted into a cold grin.
He pointed at Isaac and roared, "Punk, who do you know from the Hibiscus Pavilion? My mother is the f*cking assistant manager..."
Isaac didn't want this goon to ruin the mood, so he took out his phone and dialed Old Brooks' number.
"Is there an assistant manager in the Hibiscus Pavilion whose son is studying at Cloud City University?"
"Yes, Mr. Garten. I think there is. What's the matter?" On the other end of the phone, Old Brooks was feeling apprehensive.
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