"I finally understand." Lu Bu chuckled, "Your diligent practice of foreign languages isn't really to expand your business, but to woo foreign girls."
"There's a bit of both reasons." Sikong Master responded noncommittally, his eyes still not leaving the center stage.
In short, inside and outside the bar formed a starkly different scene, a vivid contrast of ice and fire. Outside, it's freezing cold, while inside it's unusually lively, with even a Russian man drinking and reveling shirtless.
This place is both a sinful hell and a joyful heaven, evoking deep disgust yet deep infatuation!
"Come on, drink, why are you all just standing there?"
Xiang Yu lifted his glass of strong liquor for a long time, but got no response, and noticed that this group of guys beside him was deeply attracted to the scene on stage.
"Drink, drink." Lu Bu snapped out of it, already feeling parched.
