Once I appear, I'll be like a fish in a jar, with no escape.
"That's also fine."
Wen Zhixing didn't mind and sniffed the air. Apart from the smell of fried fruit snacks, a faint aroma of wine also hung in the air.
Instead of heading directly to the Lu Mansion, he followed the scent through the bustling crowd to the front of a tavern.
Before even entering, the melodious sound of a zither reached his ears.
Wen Zhixing stepped inside.
The tavern had two floors. The ground floor was a large hall with a stage built in the center. On the stage, several brightly dressed young girls were dancing gracefully, accompanied by musicians. The second floor had what they called private rooms. This place didn't feel like a tavern but rather like Baihua Tower, the kind where they performed arts but didn't sell themselves.
Wen Zhixing chose not to go to the second floor but randomly found a spot to sit on the ground floor.
