Inside the bar, multicolored lights spun back and forth.
The music was intense, and the crowd shouted loudly. Men and women pressed together, twisting their bodies with abandon. The ventilation in the bar was turned up high, yet there was always a strange odor in the air.
It smelled like tobacco, alcohol, and sweat mixed together. But it was not just that—there was something even stranger.
After squeezing out of the frenzied crowd, Lu Chengchuan searched for the Black Tower Mercenary codenamed Black Wolf. A fierce face and a scar at the corner of his left eye—those traits should have been easy to identify.
However, the place was crowded and chaotic. Lu Chengchuan had barely taken a few steps before someone stopped him.
"Hey, handsome, want to dance with me? Buy me a drink, and I'll dance with you all night."
A woman dressed revealingly and wearing heavy makeup blocked his path. She smelled faintly of alcohol, and there was a hint of drunkenness in her voice—though there was far more seduction than intoxication.
"If you want a drink, find someone else."
Lu Chengchuan did not want to deal with her. Whether she wanted to dance or drink, he wanted neither.
He turned to leave by another route. Seeing that he intended to go, the woman tried to step over and block him, but with a slight movement of his feet, Lu Chengchuan was suddenly several meters away.
He vanished from sight. The woman stood there blankly, looking left and right, her expression as if she had seen a ghost.
Lu Chengchuan ignored her and continued searching. After circling around without finding anyone, he turned his attention to the second floor. The bar had two levels. Upstairs were private members' rooms, with a corridor outside them where quite a few