Atop the corridor, two men stood side by side, their closeness clearly indicating a strong relationship.
Lu Xingye frowned lightly as he watched Lu Fengxuan sitting at the bar, downing two or three shots of hard liquor in succession, a layer of frost covering his devilishly handsome face.
"Xingye, is she the girl your grandfather adopted?" a clear and melodious voice asked from beside him.
The speaker was none other than Yan Qixuan, who had previously met with Lu Xingye privately at Anran Restaurant and later encountered Yu Chiyin and the others.
Being in such a colorful setting was not quite fitting for his identity, so he had disguised his face, darkening his skin tone and sticking on a fake beard, making it impossible for others to recognize his true appearance.
Lu Xingye withdrew his gaze and said indifferently, "It's her."
"She's no ordinary girl."
Yan Qixuan watched Lu Fengxuan at the bar with a look of contemplation in his lone wolf-like eyes, as if deep in thought.
