Blade stood up fast, already moving. "We're leaving. Now."
The club had fallen into stunned chaos, half shock, half fear. People whispered frantically, phones out, already spreading the story across social media.
Behind them, Lu Wenqing stood utterly frozen, her phone slipping from her fingers and clattering to the floor. The sound seemed impossibly loud in the sudden hush that had fallen over their section of the club.
Shuyin, half-carried away by Ting Fei's steady support, murmured lazily, her words slurring slightly:
"Lu family… or dragon clan… all secrets rot the same…"
Her eyes fluttered shut.
And somewhere in the city, Lu Zeyan's past had just been dragged into the light.
SHUYIN, QUEEN OF CHAOS
People were now FOLLOWING Shuyin as she wandered away from the VIP section, clubgoers, staff, even random women who'd arrived for a quiet night but were now witnessing something they'd tell their grandchildren about.
