After leaving New Stone Street, Luo Yan returned directly to Night Fragrance Bar.
Those people from Blood Scythe were the business card he had handed to this camp.
What kind of result would follow was none of Luo Yan's concern.
As long as he established his reputation in the camp, any outcome would benefit him and bring him no harm.
Not long after Luo Yan returned to the bar, the waiter wiping the glasses received the news.
"What? Liang Sheng and all his men are dead?"
"They engaged someone in a side alley on New Stone Street?"
Hearing this, the waiter couldn't help looking up at the ceiling.
Then he picked up the phone and dialed a number.
In the guest room above the bar, Luo Yan had changed into clean clothes and thrown the ones stained with Liang Sheng's blood into the trash.
Suddenly, he looked out the window and saw several cars parked outside Night Fragrance Bar.
One of them was a sedan, though it had been modified to travel across the wilderness.
Its chassis had been raised, its tires thickened, and its engine was powerful.
A sturdy bumper had been installed on the front. Luo Yan bet that the car's body, including its windows, was made of bulletproof material.
A sedan like this clearly wasn't something an ordinary person could own.
The person inside was probably someone who had received the "business card."
The car door opened.
Luo Yan saw a middle-aged man with slightly graying temples and slicked-back hair step out. His clothes were understated but refined.
He seemed to sense Luo Yan's gaze, raised his head, and revealed a gentle smile.
Then, protected by several attendants, he entered the bar.
A moment later.
Luo Yan heard a knock on the door.
He opened it, and