Soon, Little Northeast led Han Lie to knock on the door of Room 204.
The air in the room was thick with smoke and a foul odor. Heavy, double-layered blackout curtains covered the windows. The only two beds had been pushed to the side of the balcony, clearing most of the dormitory space, with a round table in the center. Around the table sat a total of seven people, yet it still appeared spacious. It looked like there was room for at least three more.
Apart from them, there were six other youths in the room. Some served tea and water, others sliced fruit, and a few watched the fun. One, smiling broadly, greeted Ding Ding and Little Northeast.
"Brother Wang!"
Little Northeast greeted him politely, and the man replied even more courteously, "My brother, you're here! Come over and sit down, let's chat!"
