Half-Ice Continent, midnight.
A crescent moon appeared overhead, its concentrated moonlight spilling onto the ground and illuminating the entire city as brightly as day.
A few days ago, red mist had filled the sky, bathing the entire city in blood-red moonlight. Tonight, white moonlight set the tone.
Wearing the face of an ugly man and a long black trench coat, Ke Meng walked toward the Moonlight Bar, his coat tails fluttering.
The two bodyguards at the entrance to the Moonlight Bar had been replaced. Their replacements were just as burly, with vicious expressions, like man-eating tigers.
But when the two bodyguards saw Ke Meng's strikingly handsome face, they immediately softened their expressions and lowered their heads slightly in a show of respect.
Ke Meng noticed the change in their expressions. He said nothing, but he was already prepared.
These bodyguards probably knew about the vampires. Otherwise, they would not have judged people by their faces.
Speaking of which, Ke Meng had entered a dream again before coming here. He had still seen the Moonlight Bar with its Blood Pool, packed with people. Yet the bar in reality had no Blood Pool, nor had he seen any vampires.
Where exactly were those vampires drinking? Ke Meng's mind was full of questions.
With the moonlight outside accompanying him, Ke Meng stepped across the threshold of the Moonlight Bar. The moonlight remained behind him, unable to follow him inside.
Upon entering the small room, Ke Meng immediately sensed an atmosphere different from the daytime.
A strong scent drew him in.
It was the scent of the liquor he had drunk during the day.
Past the entryway, Ke Meng saw the bar at midnight. A group of beautiful young men and women sat at their respective tables, sipping their drinks.
"You're here."
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