Silver Moon Club was a wholly authentic Japanese-style club owned by a Japanese businessman.
High wooden platforms, tatami mats, green bamboo, paper windows, and artificial mountain and water pavilions...
Being there felt as if one had arrived in Japan.
Even the waitresses therein wore kimonos, took tiny, shuffled steps, and often bowed politely, their beautiful faces adorned with gentle and graceful smiles.
"Gentlemen, this way, please!"
Guided by the gentle waitress, Ying Yue, Liu Weiguo, and Wu Wei made their way into the club and headed toward the room where Liusheng Piaoxue was.
It was already deep autumn, and there had been a light rain; the temperature in the Capital City had plummeted, but inside the club, it felt like spring, warm as though it were March.
The door slid open sideways, and the three men entered a room to see a young girl in a black suit sitting on her knees, her back to the door, brewing tea.