Nestled in a bustling corner of Jinling, a bar exuding a strong, retro-European vibe had its doors firmly locked amidst the glaring lights and vibrant nightlife outside. Passersby occasionally glanced inside, and many regulars were baffled by the "Temporarily Closed" sign, especially because dim lights could be seen flickering within, where tall, burly men with European faces paced restlessly.
"Boss, there's trouble!" a handsome young man with a prominent nose said gravely to a man sitting on a high stool at the bar.
"Speak!" the man commanded coldly, his back to the youth as he swirled a crimson liquid in a tall glass.
"I might have been exposed!" Jeremy said, clenching his teeth, a hint of panic in his voice.
Hearing this, the man's hand stilled. A few seconds later, he set down the glass and asked, "What happened?"
