After Felix Qin left, the hall regained its quiet. A waiter approached our table and said to me politely:
"Sir, please go upstairs."
I stood up and followed. Alaric, grinning mischievously behind me, said:
"Don’t forget to tell me all about the girl tomorrow!"
Bashore Ning, with a playful smile, lightly pinched Alaric. I followed the waiter upstairs. The third floor was decorated similarly to the first floor—antique and elegant. The only difference was that the entire third floor consisted of private rooms.
We arrived at a room, and the waiter knocked gently on the door. After a while, a soft female voice from inside said:
"Come in!"