Dragon's Heart Bar.
This was a bar for the working class, as could be seen from its location, its crude decor, and the few flashy streetwalkers standing at the entrance.
"Count Glan has arrived. Follow me," Baron Gall said as he crossed the street, weaving between the crowds and traffic.
If Baron Gall had not been leading the way, Luo Yan would never have imagined that a count would meet him in a place like this.
Following Gall across the street, they arrived at the bar entrance, where a burly Black man with his arms crossed stopped them.
The man's cheap perfume mixed with his body odor into an unbearably foul stench, making Luo Yan wish he could cut off his own nose.
After Gall placed two silver coins bearing the image of the Queen of England into the Black man's hand, the bar doors opened for them.
It was currently the bar's busiest time. Workers who had labored all day came here to seek pleasure. No one here cared whether they would have bread to eat tomorrow. They only wanted to enjoy themselves while they could.
Thus, when Luo Yan and Gall entered the bar, they were hit not only by a wave of heat, but also by deafening heavy-metal music, the strong scent of alcohol, and the perfume of scantily dressed women.
There was even a platform on one side of the bar, where two boxers were fighting. Sweat and blood flew beneath the lights. Gamblers crowded around the platform, shouting as they stuffed banknotes into the bunny girls' necklines and received betting slips from their hands.
Gall tugged on Luo Yan's sleeve, making him stay close. The two squeezed through the crowd. Along the way, women repeatedly rubbed against him on purpose with the softest parts of