The bar, originally quiet, slowly became lively as the underlings filtered in. They gathered in small groups, whispering jokes or discussing softly, appearing calm without a hint of nervousness.
After the bosses had finished eating and tidied up the table, Gao Chao stood and clapped his hands a few times. The underlings immediately fell silent, turned around, and faced the six men seated in the VIP area, some with excitement on their faces.
Wang Yu stood up with a smile, swept his gaze over them, and nodded in approval upon seeing each one of them brimming with spirit and calmness. With the battle imminent, their relaxed demeanor was testament to their excellent state of mind.
