Liu Jingyuan's face grew even more unsightly. Was he being rushed to his death?
"Miss Bai..."
Bai Chuwei's gaze fixed straight ahead, her tone indifferent yet seemingly carrying a hint of command within it: "Wumingju."
In that moment, Liu Jingyuan's mind went blank for an instant, unconsciously driving toward Wumingju as Bai Chuwei had instructed.
Wumingju was the largest resort area next to Luo Lake in the Imperial Capital, where usually only the city's high society could enter. The price for a single person's admission was upwards of six figures, not including other expenses!
And today, the Tang Family Head, Tang Ke, had directly booked the entire Wumingju to host family heads from all over China.
The display of wealth was extreme!
As Liu Jingyuan drove to Wumingju and saw that the guards standing at the entrance were all burly bodyguards of the Tang Family, each looking like fiends and brutes, he felt his heart drumming in fear.