The neon lights of Manchester's nightlife shimmered incessantly, with bars, clubs, and various nightspots bustling with noise.
The psychedelic bar was no exception, as deafening music filled the entire dance floor.
In the dance area, multicolored neon lights flashed as groups of young men and women swayed rhythmically to the music, unleashing their passion.
"How do you like it, little brother?" Wei Ling asked with a smile.
Lin Chen chuckled, "It's quite nice, lots of beauties."
That's when a sweet-looking woman cast a coquettish glance at Lin Chen.
Her skin was smooth and soft, and her face was as delicate as a porcelain doll's.
Just as Lin Chen was about to respond, he noticed something strange in Wei Ling's expression.
Activating his X-ray vision, Lin Chen glanced between the legs of the beauty and was immediately flabbergasted.
"Damn, it's a transgender."
Lin Chen quickly lowered his head, pretending not to have seen.