It was quite chaotic and noisy at Zhuque Street's night market since it was a weekend. Tables and chairs were laid out everywhere and the street lights were dim. By the time Lu Chengzhou, Gu Mang, and Lu Yī arrived and got out of the car, it was already almost ten o'clock in the evening.
Gu Mang put her duckbill cap over her head and pressed it down low. Lu Chengzhou walked over to her side and put his arm over her shoulders as he escorted her through the crowd and into the store with Lu Yī following closely behind. When the trio arrived at the private room, Lin Shuang and the rest had just ordered a bunch of barbecue.
