Xu Qingtian's repeated invitations made it hard for her to refuse. Besides, she had been busy for several days and indeed needed to relax a bit.
They arranged to meet at a bar in the Flower Island Central Ring, with Zhang Yufeng and Xiao Hei accompanying them.
When An Yiqing arrived at the bar, it was already past eight in the evening. She stood at the entrance of the bar, glanced around, and suddenly squinted her eyes slightly.
"Miss, something feels off about the atmosphere." Zhang Yufeng also sensed something strange. There were alleys on both sides of the bar, with a wide street facing the front door. Pedestrians were coming and going normally, but Zhang Yufeng, being seasoned, was highly sensitive to danger. There were many vehicles parked on either side of the street near the bar, and although they looked empty and dark, she could keenly feel the presence of deadly intent and sharp gazes from within them.
