Jun Yu watched the woman dancing on the stage.
He held a glass of water and took a sip.
At this moment, Tang Yi approached.
Before he could say anything, Jun Yu nodded.
"The person is there."
When Tang Yi realized where Jun Yu was pointing.
Tang Yi's body froze.
Then he silently looked back at the man standing in front of a certain pillar.
The man was dressed in casual clothes, black pants, and a black long woven cardigan.
His hair was casually cut, with an unreasonably handsome face, slanted eyes narrowed, obviously an aristocratic person.
Yet now, the surrounding area was exuding a terrifying fury.
Initially, upon seeing this man, women couldn't help but want to approach.
But at the moment they made eye contact with him.
They couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts, their bodies tingling.
Initially hoping to gather around, the people now stepped back several steps, creating a vacuum area.
Tang Yi walked up to the man and hurriedly said.
