They wore charming smiles, their eyes sparkling as they exchanged glances with the patrons below, eliciting bursts of whistles and cheers.
In the midst of this bustling excitement, the servants bustled around, busily refilling drinks and serving dishes for the guests.
Their faces radiated enthusiastic smiles, and their movements were skilled, not daring to slacken even a bit.
As for those beauties, they either nestled in the guests' arms coquettishly or held fans, covering their mouths as they whispered to their companions, eyes reflecting their indulgence and intoxication in this opulent lifestyle.
Shi Feiyang stepped into the establishment, an invisible ghost weaving through the lively and noisy environment.
He moved with the grace of a nimble swallow, his steps silent, each step taken with extreme caution, fearing to disturb the patrons inside. His gaze was as sharp as a hawk's, constantly scanning this world of bright lights and revelry.
