The private room was surprisingly quiet.
Unlike other scenes, this one closely resembled the rooms of ancient China, with the surrounding air saturated with the scent of unknown, expensive incense, wafting from the snuff bottles on the table. A few people sat around the table, absorbed in a game of Chinese chess.
The atmosphere was extremely serene.
Behind them hung a beaded curtain, barely revealing the tall silhouettes of two people. The chess players spoke in hushed tones, as if afraid to disturb something.
Musheng was the first to close the door, leaning his body against it. Soon after, the intense sound of banging came from outside. The "bang bang" noise drew the attention of the chess players, especially that of Bei Shaohan.
He frowned, looking at Musheng with visible displeasure.
Qin Ruochen heard the banging and turned with a furrowed brow, "What's happening outside?"
