Yan Luo took the bus to the entrance of a hotpot restaurant and walked inside.
Li Xinyue and the members of the seventh squad of the Glazed Group were waiting for Yan Luo in a private room. At the door, he reported the room number, and a cursor appeared in his eyepiece.
Following the cursor, Yan Luo arrived at Li Xinyue's private room and pushed the door open.
Instantly, a surge of steamy heat hit him, as the hunters from the seventh squad were enjoying themselves, their faces flushed from the spice, accompanied by a waft of alcohol.
"Drink! Drink to your heart's content. In a few days, we'll go hunting in the Abyss and won't be back for over ten days."
"Yo, Yan Luo, you're here? Come, come, come, join us for a drink!"
"Oh crap, I can't do it anymore; I need to hit the restroom..."
Yan Luo turned sideways, letting a hunter clutching his stomach run past him. With his keen hearing, he could discern the sounds of the hunter's stomach churning amid the noise.
