7:30 in the evening.
Lin Guang and three young ladies arrived together at the top floor of the Longteng Hotel, stepping into this brightly lit and perfectly decorated luxurious reception hall that resembled a chapel.
This is the best night-view hall in the building, an expansive circular space with an entire outer wall made of transparent reinforced glass, offering an unobstructed view of the nightscape of Zhen Sheng City Center, as if lying prostrate at one's feet.
Numerous small crystal chandeliers hung from the dome, illuminating the space brightly.
Still in the form of a buffet, the expensive dishes were laid out on the central long table, with many tall and sturdy waiters standing by or carrying silver trays across the room, casting glances filled with barely contained excitement at the four of them, Lin Guang included.
Under the lights, familiar faces came into Lin Guang's sight.
Then...
The first to break the silence was a certain utterly familiar, loud voice.
