Xihua Community
From the humble name, one can guess it's been around for some years.
In recent years, apartment complexes tend to be named Washington Mansion, Shangri-La Garden, Huarong Palace, Champs International City, and other seemingly high-end but meaningless names.
Building Five, Unit Two, Apartment 303, the security door was knocked.
A jumble of footsteps approached behind the door, with a click, the door opened, and a strong smell of alcohol hit him.
"Who are you?"
The burly man who opened the door sized up Lu Li, seeing that his demeanor was not like an ordinary person, he asked in confusion.
Behind the burly man, several half-naked youths gathered, reeking of alcohol, their bodies adorned with tattoos, giving Lu Li a hostile once-over.
Floating behind Lu Li was Yang Chunxue and the others, who were invisible to them.
Gazing inside the room, though it was noon, all the lights were on, as bright as a sunny day within the gloomy day.
