"How could I not use others when given the opportunity?" he casually advised after stepping out of the elevator.
The raucous noise from the dance floor nearby hit him face-on.
Compared to the dart gallery Chen Yun had been to, this place as a consumer venue seemed much less sophisticated. People were genuinely here for enjoyment, not business.
Under the flickering neon lights, the powerful rhythm of the music jumped vigorously like a pulse. The dense crowd swayed and danced to the beat, their cheers, conversations, laughter, and clinking of glasses intertwining to create a unique symphony.
Aside from these,
sweat, perfume, alcohol, smoke...
All sorts of smells filled every corner of the area.
The reveling crowd, oblivious to their surroundings, but for Chen Yun, whose senses were exceptionally sharp, these smells were glaringly obvious.
The sounds and smells here differed significantly from Chen Yun's usual environment; some private booths even boldly hosted group activities.