Three vehicles stopped, and Ye Fan and the others stepped out in single file. The four underlings guarding the bar entrance gaped at the stunning beauties before them, as well as Ye Fan, dumbfounded.
"What's happening here? Judging by the scene and those luxury cars, it seems they're big shots. But which big shot would have the bad taste to visit a bar like this?" The four underlings exchanged confused glances, bewilderment written all over their faces.
"Ye Fan, no need for you to act later; I'll take on the task of dealing with these minions myself," Chu Biyao said, taking charge.
"You?" Ye Fan smiled wryly, wondering what kind of mischief this girl was up to now.
