The entire place glittered with gold and splendor. The opulent decorations left Liu Xiaoyue and her friends stunned. The hotpot restaurant where Bai He had treated them seemed like a stinking ditch in comparison.
"Welcome to the Longquan Century Grand Hotel!"
"Good evening, sir. Do you have a reservation for a private room?" A manager with a beautiful figure walked over gracefully and addressed Liu Mingtao.
"I'm Liu Mingtao," he stated coolly.
"Ah, so it's Young Master Liu. Your private room is Number 8."
The manager wore a black form-fitting skirt, her legs clad in alluring black stockings.
"Alright." Liu Mingtao followed the manager forward. Suddenly, he caught sight of Qin Long leaning on a cane, and his expression filled with panic.
Qin Long, in contrast, looked completely at ease as he idly wandered nearby.
"Qin...?" The manager froze instantly.
"What is it?" Liu Mingtao frowned in confusion.
