Supreme Trader

Chapter 103 Jazz Dance

The grand hall was a cauldron of animated chatter, unleashing waves of excitement that reached towering heights.

"Look at that greenhorn, he doesn't even know which way the wind blows. Our president's kid, that blond-haired lad, not only has blue blood coursing through his veins but also grew up amidst stacks of bills. His mum's a billionaire, for crying out loud. The entire school's tough guys wouldn't dare ruffle a single hair on his head. I reckon the newbie is in for a major embarrassment."

"But who's to say the newbie's the one in for trouble? It might just be the other way around."

"Can't say for sure. This new bloke seems to have some tricks up his sleeve. If he manages to put that cocky lad in his place, that would be a showstopper. I mean, who asked the president's son to be such a big shot?"

Within the dance floor arena, the blond-haired lad fixed his gaze upon Edward, his sinister smirk freezing onto his face as if carved in stone.

"Alright then, let's set the rules for thi