C191 Bar
Wind glared at the waiter's retreating figure and menacingly clenched his fist.
Wild Blade let out an exaggerated eye roll.
Leaning in, he inquired, "Is Lee Jianhua's place on the third floor or higher?"
Mo Fann nodded in confirmation.
Together, the trio made their way to the left side of the bar.
At the heart of the bar was a chaotic dance floor
