The rain was heavy.
Chen Nan's heart was also anxious.
Places like nightclubs were not clean, gathering people from all walks of life. He was very afraid that Chen Hanlu would encounter trouble.
Half an hour later.
Chen Nan arrived at the Emperor Nightclub.
As the number one establishment in Jizhou's nightlife, the Emperor Nightclub had sixteen floors, with over three hundred large and small private rooms.
For ordinary people, finding someone among so many rooms was like looking for a needle in a haystack.
But for Chen Nan, it was nothing.
As a cultivator at the Qi Refining stage, his spiritual power could spread out to cover a radius of five meters.
Chen Hanlu was his sister, and they had grown up together since childhood. He could completely distinguish Chen Hanlu's aura and find her room without anyone noticing.
However, this was a considerable challenge for him, as it consumed a lot of mental energy.
Half an hour later, Chen Nan stopped in front of room 1208 on the twelfth floor.
He sensed Chen Hanlu's presence in this room.
Besides Chen Hanlu, there were also the auras of over a dozen young people, both male and female. They were singing and drinking, and the atmosphere was lively.
Chen Nan didn't want to intrude and spoil Chen Hanlu's mood, but he unexpectedly heard a voice that made his blood boil: "You better toast Chen Hanlu a few more drinks later. I'll go straight for her when she's drunk!"
Chen Nan's eyes widened in rage, and he unleashed a terrifying aura.
Without further thought, he pushed the door open.
At that moment, the room was in a quiet period between songs. Seeing someone enter, the young people inside looked puzzled, seemingly not expecting a stranger to barge into their room.
Huang Haoran stood up angrily and berated, "What are you doing here? You're not welcome here. Get out, get out, quickly!"
Chen Nan found Chen Hanlu in the crowd.
Her eyes were resentful, and she was deeply disgusted by his presence.
"Young Master Huang, don't be angry. He's called Chen Nan, the class monitor's brother," said Zhou Ming, who lived in the same housing complex as the steel plant workers, with a chuckle.
"Is this guy that troublemaking ex-convict?"
"I can't believe the class monitor has a brother who's been to jail."
The young people murmured amongst themselves, their eyes filled with disdain as they looked at Chen Nan.
Huang Haoran revealed a playful smile. "So you're the class monitor's brother? Since you're here, why don't you sit down and have a couple of drinks? After all, a high-end place like this is not something you can afford. A bottle of foreign liquor here could easily cost more than your salary for several months."
"More than several months' salary, I'd say. It's questionable whether someone with a criminal record like him can even find a job."
"Exactly. Even after being released from prison, society won't accept such an ex-convict. The fact that he can drink foreign liquor at the Emperor Nightclub today is probably the highlight of his life."
"I really feel sorry for the class monitor. She's the 'iceberg beauty' of our school, one of the top three campus beauties. Who would have thought such an academic-level beauty would have such an ex-convict for a brother?"
The voices of those classmates were loud, showing no regard for Chen Nan's dignity and stirring a strong sense of anger in Chen Hanlu's heart.
"Why are you here?" Chen Hanlu's eyes were ice-cold.
Chen Nan replied, "Mom and Dad were worried about your safety and asked me to pick you up."
"Brother Chen, we are all classmates with Hanlu. How could she be in danger with us? If you're worried, you can stay. We're just drinking and singing, that's all," Huang Haoran said with a slight smile. He seemed to understand why Chen Hanlu had attended this gathering.
With an ex-convict for a brother, who wouldn't be annoyed?
Who would want to associate with him?
She was clearly trying to drown her sorrows in alcohol!
Now that the opportunity had presented itself, even Chen Nan's appearance wouldn't stop his desire to possess Chen Hanlu.
Chen Nan looked over, his deep eyes devoid of any emotion.
He really wanted to cripple Huang Haoran and crush his balls.
But reason told him that doing so would inevitably exacerbate the relationship with Chen Hanlu, escalating the conflict and leading to an irreconcilable situation.
"Just treat me as a stranger," Chen Nan said indifferently, then retreated to a dim corner.
Seeing Chen Nan retreat to the corner, Huang Haoran recovered from his shock.
Recalling the moment of confrontation with Chen Nan just now, he felt an extremely absurd sensation.
It was as if the person before him had transformed into Death itself. Just a glance had sent a chill through his entire body, making him feel like he had brushed past death.
Just then.
The private room door was pushed open again, and a girl in a school uniform skirt returned, muttering curses, "He's such a lunatic."
Liu Nana's furious appearance attracted the attention of her classmates.
Huang Haoran asked, "What's wrong, Nana?"
Liu Nana said indignantly, "I was washing my hands outside the restroom just now, and I was harassed by a bald guy."
"What? This is happening?"
"Damn, are there still such old perverts around?"
The classmates were outraged.
Liu Nana drank a beer heartily and revealed a cold smile, "Although that bald guy harassed me, this grandma isn't a pushover. I directly slapped him."
Upon hearing this, some people cheered, applauding Liu Nana's bravery.
A timid boy said, "What if that person is a tough character? Will he come looking for trouble with us?"
These were all students who had not seen much of the world and were genuinely apprehensive of people in society.
Especially those who could afford to patronize the Emperor Nightclub were all people with money.
"Who the hell are we afraid of?"
Huang Haoran said dismissively, "I'm a gold member of the Emperor Nightclub, and I'm very familiar with the duty manager here. If that guy doesn't show up, so be it. If he does, I'll make sure he regrets it!"
"That's right, Young Master Huang is the heir of Huang Gong Decoration. With him here, do we need to be wary of anyone else?"
"Indeed, Young Master Huang's family undertakes a lot of decoration work for government units. His connections are absolutely top-notch, so he doesn't need to be afraid of anyone."
Listening to his classmates' flattery, Huang Haoran's face showed a faint smile, his vanity greatly satisfied.
Boom!
Suddenly, the private room door was violently kicked open.
Following closely, a group of middle-aged men with shaved heads, wearing white tank tops and tattoos of dragons and tigers, swaggered into the room.
The man in the lead was in his forties, with a shocking scar on his face.
Especially after drinking, his face looked extremely red, like a centipede coiled around it, making one's blood run cold.