Regarding martial prowess, each sect comprises the strong among the strong, but when it comes to spending, everyone is a poor man, and such a high-end place is beyond even their wildest dreams.
At that moment, Liu Chen boldly walked in; the receptionists on both sides of the hotel politely bowed to him, making Liu Chen feel his status had risen severalfold.
Looking at the receptionists, each one dressed in a tight cheongsam, revealing snow-white long legs, with handsome features and sweet smiles, they were a delightful sight to behold.
"Mr. Liu, this way, please. Mr. Zhou has been waiting for you," one of the receptionists said as she led Liu Chen.
After several twists and turns, they arrived at a luxurious large room with a sizable round table in the center, yet the room was empty.
Liu Chen looked back at the receptionist, who smiled and said, "Please take a seat; Mr. Zhou will be here shortly."
Liu Chen didn't hesitate and pulled out a chair to sit down.
