Led by the two Primordial Spirits, Chen Yu left the venue with a complicated expression and came outside.
Looking back, he saw that the venue he had just entered was surrounded by Battlefield Gu Poison. From outside, all he could see was a layer of white mist.
The tall driver did not understand what Chen Yu was thinking. He assumed Chen Yu had not had enough fun yet, so he thoughtfully said, "President Chen, if you haven't had your fill, you can get a monthly pass. If you have any special preferences, you can bring them up too. The boss here is extremely capable."
The moment he finished speaking, he felt a sharp gaze fall on him, making him shudder violently.
Sneaking a glance over, he saw Wang Chuyun staring at him coldly, with enough killing intent in her eyes to kill him several more times.
Lowering his head in silence, the tall driver wanted to slap his own mouth. He even wanted to tell Wang Chuyun that his mouth had acted on its own, so please do not elevate the actions of one part to the whole.
But he had neither hands nor a mouth now, so he could only remain silent.
Chen Yu did not care what the tall driver had said. He simply looked at the venue.
There were dozens of venues here, large and small. Each one was like a massive mushroom, concealing everything inside.
A dying urban district would always attract all sorts of monsters and freaks, just as a rotting corpse would always draw swarms of flies and mosquitoes to devour it.
After a moment of silence, Chen Yu asked, "Who owns this place?"
"The Xu Clan Group, I think. I heard the people from Longevity Prefecture have joined in too."
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