At the bar, a man sitting on a high stool wore a silver wolf mask. His features were deep and striking beneath the mask, complemented by a well-tailored dark suit, as if he were the king of the night.
The flashing neon lights cast a fatal attraction on him.
Several young women approached him, attempting to flirt, but before they could get close, they lost their courage after meeting the cold, intimidating gaze beneath the mask, retreating disappointedly.
Li Juezhou's gaze followed Sang Ning, until she was about to disappear into the dance floor. Only then did he pull out his phone and send a message to Shen Fang.
[Wen Jiu is at the Blue Sea Bar.]
After sending the message, he pinched the phone with two fingers and tossed it to the bartender in front of him. "Keep it for me."
The bartender, quick-eyed and nimble, hurriedly caught the phone. When he looked down, wasn't this a limited edition phone of which there were only ten units worldwide?
