Trafford’s Trading Club

Hong Guan was knocked to the ground but he didn’t intend to strike Cheng Yiran back. He sat on the ground with head lowered and touched his injured face.

Cheng Yiran extended a hand and wanted to lift him up but was refused when Hong Guan slapped his hand away.

A while later, Hong Guan got up himself and tidied up his clothes, “I’ll go to fix my makeup. No matter what, I will finish my last performance tonight.” Cheng Yiran looked upset. Hong Guan patted his shoulder, “Wash your face and calm down.”

Cheng Yiran clenched his fist and asked Hong Guan just as he was about to leave, “Don’t you remember our promise?”

Both of them had their backs against each other.

Hong Guan raised his head with taking a deep breath, “I will have a new baby soon, I need money…” He shook his head, “You know that I am not alone anymore, I need to feed my family. Yiran, we don’t have the talent for music…”

Hong Guan turned back, “What’s more, it’s really torturous to perform as a fake band like tonight…”

The door was closed. Cheng Yiran crouched on the ground with hands covering his forehead. The music outside was too loud making it seem as if the floor was shaking. He was wondering why the members left one by one, even Hong Guan was going to leave now.

Of course, the so-called name for this concert was not the original one. He had forgotten what the first leaving member said to him… He even hoped to forget Hong Guan’s words quickly. They met in Beijing when they were young with ambitious dreams.

“I am left.” Cheng Yiran stood up suddenly and fetched the guitar in the corner, hitting the floor heavily. The guitar broke into pieces immediately.

“I am left! I am left! Only I am left! Go! All of you go!!!!!” Cheng Yiran held one piece of the guitar while sitting there alone.

…

Tai Yinzi saw all of this and decided to stay here. He turned back after drinking a mouthful of wine, walking down the path he came with a white card in his hand. The card seemed to keep changing, from ‘solidifying’ to ‘disappearing’, constantly.

But Tai Yinzi seemed serious and sank into deep thought until he found Luo Qiu. Then, a happy grin appeared on his face.

Luo Qiu looked at him and asked, “Tai Yinzi, any results?”

“Please look at this.”

Tai Yinzi turned in the white card.

However, his sight became darker when Luo Qiu almost touched this card. Luo Qiu stopped action in that instant, “Tai Yinzi, you don’t want me to see the customer’s data, right?”

“No…” Tai Yinzi raised his head suddenly with a serious look, “I am just afraid of…”

“Oh? What are you afraid of?”

“I hadn’t succeeded before in my job until now so I am not sure if this is appropriate or not… How about giving me more time to check?”

Miss. Maid said, “Tai Yinzi, you have to hand in the card to master according to the rules of our club. If not, you will be destroyed.”

“Then…” Tai Yinzi was terrified and made a decision, “Master, please.”

Luo Qiu took the card back and made a sound.

Tai Yinzi guessed that master had found something—he was familiar with his reaction. This was his reaction five hundred years ago whenever he realized he had a casual visitor.

Miss. Maid whispered to Luo Qiu, “Master, let me have a look.” Then You Ye disappeared into the crowd.

“Master, someone was peeping at you just now.” Tai Yinzi frowned.

Luo Qiu smiled, “I think he is watching you.”

“Me?” Tai Yinzi was confused. After that, he looked at the crowd in this nightclub seriously, “I haven’t imagined this place to be so chaotic.”

He noticed that there were several kinds of evil spirits as well as some wondering ghosts. He stood in front of Luo Qiu while in a daze, “Don’t worry, master, I will protect you.”

“Have a drink.” Luo Qiu couldn’t help laughing and brought him a bottle of wine, “Your customer will start his performance soon.”

“Master, have… you approved?” Tai Yinzi was surprised.

Luo Qiu shook his head without a word. He clinked glasses with Tai Yinzi and said, “Cheers.”

At the same time, a fashionable man shouted through the microphone, “Ladies and gentlemen, let’s rock. Do you want to listen some more…”

…

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“…more exciting songs? Good! Let’s welcome the most popular ‘Germanic Chariot’!”

Even in the back lane of the nightclub, Miss. Maid could still hear the voice… She turned to look at the shadow in front of her, feeling it was very familiar at that moment.

How to describe this feeling?

The man had an odd haircut, a plaid shirt, and narrow-legged bell-bottoms… Miss. Maid felt like she seeing the club’s new Envoy.

This strange man stopped walking, “Ha, I am so charming that with a mere glance, you are attracted to me.” The man said in a Sichuan Province accent, “Although you are pretty but you are not the most beautiful, so do not fall in love with me, OK?”

Miss. Maid asked with bright eyes, “May I ask you a question?”

“Fine, that’s easy, but… It depends on my mood.”

“Why did you peep at us?”

“These eyes are on my body, it’s none of your business.”

The strange man blinked while mumbling. “Ha, who are you? A combination of ghost, human and monster? Interesting!”

“Me?” Miss. Maid smiled lightly, “I belong to my master, and…”

The man was stunned that the beautiful disappeared and showed up closely in front of him with a voice heard around his ears.

“And, I don’t like others to call me a thing besides my master.”

The strange man… Brother Xiaosheng was so scared that every single hair was shaking. Her voice made his scalp feel prickly, “Ha, interesting… interesting.”

Unexpectedly, the beautiful girl said, “My master doesn’t like meddling without reason. But next, you won’t be so lucky.” Then, she left.

Bother Xiaosheng touched his sweaty forehead… He felt his back to be rather cold as if the clothes and pants were all burned off by something.

“Oh, my God… who is she?” Xiaosheng blinked, “She is more ruthless than Long Xiruo.” He trembled and realized a burning sensation gradually, “Ouch! Pain, pain, pain!”