A few cars stopped at the entrance of the Honor Club, and the bodyguard driving got out to open the car door.
Fifth Master Foster said coldly and expressionlessly, "I'll go in on my own."
His meaning was that none of these people could enter, but what if something happened?
The bodyguards looked at each other, but who would dare not listen to Fifth Master Foster?
Though relatively young, in this city filled with hidden talents, being respected as 'Fifth Young Master' by outsiders undoubtedly indicated extraordinary skills, so they could only park the car in the parking lot, two stayed in the car, and two watched at the door.
High fees naturally have their reasons, as the entire club lounge is no worse than a five-star establishment.
"Sir, what service do you need?" The club was open twenty-four hours, and as soon as Fifth Master Foster entered, a waiter immediately approached to greet him.
"Massage..."
