Xie Qi slowly opened his eyes. His vision was blurry at first, but he quickly sensed that his surroundings were unusually dim.
A loud, rhythmic blast of music hit his ears, and at the same time, a thick, nauseating smell of alcohol washed over him, permeating the entire space.
Xie Qi steadied his nerves and began to cautiously observe his surroundings. He realized he was in a typical nightclub private suite. The lights were hazy and flickering, the walls decorated with gaudy wallpaper and mirrors. Sofas surrounded a glass coffee table cluttered with wine glasses, bottles, and fruit platters.
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