She walked through a corridor filled with bodyguards and stood nervously at the doorway of the private room. She vigorously rubbed her stunningly beautiful face, forced a smile, and pushed open the door.
Inside the luxurious private room sat a bald man in his forties. His burly stature was like a mountain, emanating a powerful sense of oppression. His triangular eyes, like those of a venomous snake, constantly flickered with a dangerous aura. This was Lord Liu of Jinling City.
Standing by his side was a young man in his late twenties. The man's features were plain, but a terrifying murderous intent would flash in his eyes from time to time. Su Qingning knew this man was called Seven Inches, Lord Liu's personal bodyguard.
"Lord Liu, you've arrived!" Su Qingning said respectfully.
He nodded indifferently. "Su Qingning, how have I, Liu San, treated you?"
"Very well. This bar owes its continued, safe operation to your protection, my Lord!"
