The PC cafe was quiet for once and there weren't many people around at all, if any, except for Han Jing, Mou Gu and the one left in charge to watch over the place. It appeared as though many people were truly spending their time somewhere else.
All it did was build up the tension in the cramped building.
The neon lights were always glaring but now it seemed extremely harsh on Han Jing's face. It almost acted like a bright white light that attempted to expose the truth about the situation.
"I never get like this, you know?" One could hear the frown in Mou Gu's voice and the sense that something was amiss. "Knocking myself out while drinking? That's more like your thing than mine."
Hah! Unbelievable. Han Jing forced him to stay still and expressionless, but Mou Gu was really someone else.