The commotion caused by Lu Ming in the bar didn't affect the lively atmosphere in the slightest.
Even the manager's threat to fire the young man from earlier was drowned out by the loud music.
Sheng Quan stormed into the bar, grabbing a bartender at random and shouting, "Where's my daughter? Has anyone seen my daughter being taken to a room by that scoundrel?"
The bar looked at him in confusion and shook its head vehemently. "Sir, I don't know who your daughter is."
"Useless thing!" Sheng Quan pushed him aside and then continued to lock his eyes on another bartender.
He had seen the silhouette of a bartender in the photo from earlier, but he hadn't clearly seen the person's face. Therefore, he anxiously started asking each bartender one by one.
The music in the bar was deafening, and for others, it represented a night of indulgence and passion. But for Sheng Quan, it was an overwhelming sense of frustration ready to explode.
