Standing by the railing and peering down at the stage, it seems there's some trouble brewing.
The troublemakers seem to be a group of seven or eight people, dressed in flashy fashion that screams 'don't mess with us'.
They're causing a ruckus at the front of the stage, sabotaging all the sound equipment and forcing the singer on stage to stop midway through her performance.
"Take off your mask! Let me get a glimpse of your real face!"
"Hurry up!"
"If you don't get that mask off now, don't blame me for doing it myself——"
The voice was from a young man wearing flashy designer clothes, with slicked hair and a creepy glare in his eyes. He seemed like the type of guy always seen in unsavory places, showing off his wealth and power, definitely a spoiled rich kid.
Gu Li squinted her eye, revealing a faint contempt.
Da Ha was indignant: "Goddamn it! Where are the security for this bar? Why don't they intervene?"
"Probably too scared."