However, at this moment, a commotion suddenly arose at the entrance, and a group of well-trained bodyguards were the first to walk in, standing on either side as if waiting for someone.
The newcomers were none other than Lu Jingchen and Lin Musen.
Lin Musen, trailing behind Lu Jingchen, had a strange expression, one that could certainly be described as unattractive, but it was nowhere as severe as the dark countenance Lu Jingchen was sporting, his handsome face appearing almost dripping with gloom.
The man, noble and elegant, was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, not a suit but a thin long coat. One could vaguely make out a frosty look on his face. One hand was tucked into his pocket, and the other hung by his side, his sharp gaze scanning around the bar as he walked in, and then landing on a woman on the stage whose expression was rather unpleasant.
