Night
A certain high-class club, a large room.
At this time today, the high-class club appeared very lively. Cars coming and going, people bustling about. Alcohol flowed freely like water, streaming on the ground, where red and white blended to form fragrant streams.
There were problematic young people with multicolored dyed hair, dancing wildly to some rhythm they learned from who knows where, as if possessed, or perhaps crazy.
Lin Fei, Mu Shanshan, and Ma Yan'er entered this door. They were immediately dumbfounded.
"Beautiful lady, my gorgeous lady! Is this the banquet you mentioned?" Lin Fei looked speechlessly at the distinct groups of people making strange gestures and expressions.
Pointing at those people, Lin Fei asked Ma Yan'er.
"I, I, this!" Ma Yan'er was about to cry, unable to answer when Lin Fei asked her. She thought bitterly: "Auntie! Auntie, is this the banquet you spoke of? Why is it more chaotic than a bar?"
