Having loaded the role memory of Xia Pingzhou, Ji Minghuan was able to understand the text message he just received.
[Anonymous User: Underground bar in the alley of Tokyo's Fifth District, we're waiting for you in the third private room.]
Undoubtedly, this message came from the "White Crow Travel Brigade"—today is the time when Xia Pingzhou first meets them.
Ji Minghuan raised an eyebrow, opened the phone's navigation, proceeded to the destination, and descended the steps into the underground bar.
For some reason, although it was clearly morning, the place had a scene of bustling drinking, extremely lively. Of course, it was possible these people hadn't slept a wink and drank until dawn, but that would be too much stamina.
He weaved through the colorful crowd and arrived at the door of the third private room, lifting his hand to gently knock on the door.
