However, at this moment, a commotion suddenly arose at the entrance, and a group of well-trained bodyguards entered first, then stood on both sides as if waiting for someone to come in.
The one who came wasn't anyone else—it was Lu Jingchen and Lin Musen.
Following behind Lu Jingchen, Lin Musen had a somewhat strange expression, which could be described as somewhat unsightly. But no matter how unsightly, it couldn't compare with the dark look on the handsome face of Lu Jingchen in front of him, as if water was about to drip from it.
The aristocratically elegant man was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, not a suit, but a thin long coat instead. A frosty look could vaguely be seen on his face. One hand was tucked in his pocket, the other hung by his side. His sharp gaze swept around the bar hall the moment he walked in, and then landed on the woman on the stage whose expression was less than pleasant.
