Having ascended to the second floor once more and entered the dining hall, Ye Fan swept his gaze across Areas A and B like an eagle, but did not spot the drug trafficking gang from earlier.
This was expected; they must certainly be in a private room.
"They're not in the hall," Ye Fan said to Zhao Lina, "They must be in a private room."
"Mm," Zhao Lina nodded, "Let's ask the servers, there are private rooms on both the second and third floors."
Thus, Ye Fan and Zhao Lina approached the service counter on the second floor to inquire, "Hello, did you see a group of five men come up just now? Which private room did they enter? I'm their friend."
"There were too many people, I didn't notice," a counter server replied, "You should ask them, they're responsible for guiding guests to the private rooms and taking orders."
The counter server gestured towards a table ahead where six or seven female servers were either standing or sitting, with many order books strewn across the table.