"Hey there," Zhao Kai flashed his cheeky smile, seemingly hoping to interact with a few women.
However, much to his depression, the women glanced at him with a startled expression.
What followed was them retreating away from him.
Before long, Zhao Kai found that there seemed to be an invisible line surrounding him.
"What was that person doing?"
"I don't know. Did he manage to get in from the poor line?"
"Geez, my rhythm and mood is now ruined. What is the High Table Club doing?"
And almost immediately, they began gossiping about Zhao Kai's actions.
Their voice wasn't that loud, but it wasn't too low either to be difficult to hear despite the loud DJ music playing in the background.
Astonished, Zhao Kai felt isolated once again. The suppressed feelings of being unwanted and labeled as an illegitimate child seemed to resurface from deep inside an abyss.