Following Du Leisi into the private room, the noise inside immediately washed over him.
The modest-sized room was already filled with over a dozen young men and women.
Lin Tian scanned the crowd and then his gaze settled on the girl sitting beside Tang Qianqian.
The girl appeared to be about twenty, with an oval face and large eyes, shoulder-length hair, and though slightly less striking than Tang Qianqian, she could definitely be categorized as a high school beauty.
There was a large cake in front of the girl, with twenty candles on it, and everyone around her was talking and laughing.
It seemed the girl was celebrating her twentieth birthday; she must be Tang Qianqian's cousin, Lin Yiyi.
Lin Tian looked around and noticed that the private room was near the edge of the opera house's second floor, one side featuring a floor-to-ceiling window that offered an unobstructed view of the stage on the first floor.
