Los Angeles was a city on the West Coast of America.
It was the largest city in Los Angeles County, California, and the second-largest city in all of America. It was known as the "City of Angels."
But there were no angels here. Instead, there were devils.
The Bar of Light.
Located in downtown Los Angeles, it was perhaps the only place in the city where skyscrapers stood in rows. Everywhere else, Los Angeles was mostly made up of low-rise buildings.
As a result, unlike other places where skyscrapers were always in view, Los Angeles had an unobstructed horizon.
Li Ang stood on the street, remembering how he'd once planned to bring his three goddaughters to Los Angeles for a vacation.
Now he was here by himself.
Life was so unpredictable...
Still, Los Angeles wasn't much fun.
He wasn't interested in Hollywood anymore, and he was even less interested in those luxury shopping streets.
In a city full of low-rise buildings like this, there wasn't much to get excited about.
At least in New York, he could admire the skyscrapers.
The so-called City of Angels was nothing special.
Li Ang pushed open the door and walked into the Bar of Light.
Piano music filled the room, accompanied by the sound of someone singing along. When the girl at the front desk saw him come in, she said, "We're not open yet. Come back tonight."
"I know. Just give me a glass of Champagne."
Li Ang answered without hesitation.
"Are you deaf?"
The girl at the front desk sounded annoyed.
"Mace!"
The person playing the piano called out, then continued singing and playing.
Li Ang listened to the lyrics. It was the so-called "Demon's Song."
Mace snorted and poured Li Ang a glass of Champagne.
Li Ang glanced at her. The