Lu Huai'an's gaze hardened, and he swiftly reached out to grab the young man's wrist.
The man, his eyes hazy with alcohol, shook his hand off with a look of disgust. "What the hell? I don't swing that way!"
Before his voice even trailed off, the world began to spin before his eyes. By the time he recovered his senses, his field of vision was filled with the night sky.
Chapter 169