"Zhao Chi, come to Lounge 7 next door."
Zhao Chi suddenly heard a woman's voice.
He'd heard it a few times, and it had left a deep impression.
It was Zhao Tan.
Zhao Chi didn't know where the lounge was.
When he looked up again, both Zhao Quan and Zhao Tan were gone.
Zhao Chi first sent Gu Qing and the others back.
Then, after asking the staff, he went through a passageway on the other side and arrived at Lounge 7.
The interior was luxuriously decorated.
It looked like a recreation room.
The floor was covered with a deep red carpet, and various foods and fruits were laid out on a table.
Further inside, there were several lounge chairs.
Zhao Quan was lying on a lounge chair, flanked by several beautiful Female Soldiers in Yellow Armor.
That Yellow Armor was a bit like the nobles' Golden Armor, but it lacked the metallic sheen.
Zhao Tan was sitting on the other side.
Upon seeing Zhao Chi, Zhao Quan gestured with his chin. "Sit."
