East City.
The 'Bustling' bar.
This bar isn't open to the public; it's something like what Tong Yang and his wealthy friends put money into to create a place for them to hang out and have fun. It's sort of their gathering spot.
Since I called Tong Yang before arriving, he came out to greet me as soon as my car stopped.
"Brother Xuan, that person seems really badly hurt," Tong Yang said.
Liu Zixuan grinned: "If the injuries weren't serious, wouldn't people have found out?"
"I don't get you big shots' affairs."
Tong Yang awkwardly laughed: "Age-wise, there's not much difference between us. In our circle, I'm considered rather good, a bit more mature, but compared to you, I feel like I've just walked out of kindergarten."
Liu Zixuan shrugged slightly: "Everyone's living environment is different, so personalities will differ. You envy my maturity, and I envy your carefree lifestyle without any worries!"
