Chapter 546: Dance Hall

Chen Ling naturally couldn't arrange a heavy rain with [Fate Weaving] just to tease these two "door gods." He wasn't that idle, and his true goal didn't lie there.

As for these two unlucky guys, Chen Ling couldn't really drive them away either. He still needed them to provide cover for him... But regardless, since these two chose to come and cause him trouble, Chen Ling wouldn't make them too comfortable; they had to suffer a little.

Looking at the two shivering in the rain outside the door, Chen Ling finished the last sip of chicken soup in a good mood and put the bowl back on the table.

"It's about time."

Chen Ling looked at the sky and said to Kong Baosheng, "I'm going out for a while."

Kong Baosheng gave a hum, turned around, and took an umbrella from under the counter for him. Chen Ling took it, walked slowly out of the opera house door, and glanced at the two drowned rats who were almost frozen into ice sticks.

At this moment, the two of them were so drenched they had almost no sensation. They noticed Chen Ling’s gaze and bit the bullet to glare back, but their gazes looked exceptionally pathetic and miserable.

They could only watch helplessly as Chen Ling opened his umbrella and his figure gradually disappeared at the end of the street.

……

Great World Dance Hall.

The heavy rain didn't dampen the enthusiasm of the people in the main city of Red Dust for singing and dancing. As the gorgeous neon signs lit up in the rain, the dance hall finally opened for business. Numerous young people poured in, and it was completely packed in no time.

A gorgeously dressed singer stood on the stage, her body swaying rhythmically with the song. Neon lights flickered across the dance floor, numerous figures danced in each other's arms, and the seductive music mixed with the crisp sound of wine glasses clinking, echoing in every corner of the dance hall.

Li Ruohong stood in the VIP box on the second floor, overlooking the bustling dance hall venue below, and drank the red wine in his glass in one gulp.

"That opera house boss is really ignorant of what's good for him."

Li Ruohong snorted coldly. "The people at the casino are one thing; after all, it's my uncle's property, so it doesn't matter if I give them some face. But since when does the boss of a small, crappy opera house dare to challenge me?"

"Brother Hong, why get angry at such a small character?" A short manager stood behind him and said with a smile. "Didn't the two Zheng brothers already go? They will teach him how to behave. Next time you see him, he'll probably be begging you to buy that opera house..."

"But we still can't go too far, after all, it's an extraordinary period." Li Ruohong paused for a moment, his gaze looking at the VIP room 001, which always had its curtains drawn, and said in a deep voice, "If the police find out about us at this time, it will be troublesome..."

The manager also looked at that VIP room and asked cautiously:

"Brother Hong, are those people really not coming down to play? They've been here for so many days and haven't even stepped out the door. Is there a need to be so vigilant?"

"What do you know? Those people are..." Li Ruohong didn't finish his sentence, waved his hand, and said, "In short, their identities are extremely sensitive in the Red Dust Realm, and outsiders must never know... Go, prepare a fruit platter and send it over. Just put it at the door. Remember, don't knock."

"Okay, I'll go right now."

The manager turned and left immediately to prepare the fruit platter.

Li Ruohong stood behind the railing of the box, continuing to overlook the people immersed in singing and dancing below. He liked this feeling; it gave him a sense of power as if he were looking down on all living beings, and a special feeling of being the only one sober while everyone else was drunk. Coupled with a little tipsy wine, it was simply like being an immortal.

Just then, a touch of coldness landed on his cheek.

Li Ruohong was stunned for a moment, raised his hand to touch it, and found it was a small drop of water.

He looked up and saw that the floor of the third floor was actually a bit damp, as if it were leaking rain... But he didn't care. This dance hall was quite old, and with the heavy rain today, it was normal for it to leak a little. He would find someone to repair it later.

"Boss, your friends would like to invite you down for a drink." A bodyguard stepped forward and said.

"Which table?"

"Table 888."

Li Ruohong nodded slightly, walked out of the box, and went down to the first floor.

Just as he reached downstairs, a figure happened to come in from outside the dance hall and brushed past Li Ruohong... It was a man in a brown trench coat with a somewhat unfamiliar face, holding a wet umbrella and looking around.

Li Ruohong’s gaze swept directly over him and finally landed on a spacious booth not far away, where several middle-aged figures who looked quite prestigious were sitting together. Seeing Li Ruohong coming, they all stood up with a smile.

"Boss Li, long time no see!"

"Boss Li, the business of your dance hall is still so booming... When will you invite Miss Susu to have a drink with us?"

"Hahaha, easy to say, we are all old friends. After she finishes singing this song, I'll have her come over!"

“……”

Amidst the pleasantries, Li Ruohong naturally blended in with them, without noticing that the man in the brown coat who had just walked in was already sitting silently in a corner not far away.

His pupils reflected Li Ruohong’s laughing figure. A moment later, he shifted his gaze away and began to examine the layout of the other boxes here.

"Sir, would you like to drink something?" A sexy waiter walked over and handed him the drink menu.

Chen Ling flipped through it casually and smiled:

"A Pink Lady, please, thank you."

"Okay."

As the waiter left, the smile at the corners of Chen Ling’s mouth gradually faded, replaced by a calmness that was out of place with the bustling and noisy atmosphere.

After leaving the opera house, in order not to arouse the suspicion of the two "door gods," Chen Ling specifically went to a deserted corner to change his face before entering the dance hall. Although he already had a semi-finished "script," he still had to investigate some details on the scene himself.

This was Chen Ling’s first time in a place like a dance hall. After all, there was no such thing in the Aurora Realm, and in the eyes of these young people in the Red Dust Realm who were keen on enjoyment and advanced consumption, this place was considered a very good place for entertainment.

Although Chen Ling’s position was in the corner, he could take in almost the entire first floor. While waiting for his drink, he used his peripheral vision to observe Li Ruohong, who was laughing loudly at the distant booth, and his gaze finally locked on the ceiling above him.

"Sir, your Pink Lady."

Not long after, the waiter brought a fiery red cocktail to Chen Ling.

Chen Ling smiled politely, gently shaking the ice cubes in the cocktail. The ice cubes clinked against the glass wall, making a crisp sound... His eyes, flashing with brilliance, closed slowly. After tasting the drink in the glass, he put the glass back on the table.

The moment the bottom of the glass touched the table, Chen Ling’s pupils flashed a deep blue.

Bang—!

The next moment, the music in the dance hall came to an abrupt halt, and all the light bulbs brightened instantly before exploding at the same time!

Amidst the exclamations, the dance hall plunged into darkness.