Shanghai's Grandeur: The Savior Begins by Listening to the Witch

Chapter 72 The Playboy Rich Young Master

Dong Guanfei gently reiterated, "You heard me right. I can find time within a year to help you deal with the demoness from the Tingxiang Sect, but you'll have to pay her accordingly."

Fu Yuxuan blurted out, "I'll do anything, Young Master Li! As long as you can help me, I'm willing to give everything!"

Dong Guanfei gently shook his head. "Miss Yuxuan, you are in a very emotional state right now. Don't rush into making a decision."

"And I probably won't have time for at least six months."

"It may take another week or two for your Fu family's matter to be resolved, so please think it through before then."

"Pack your things, we're going back to the Fu mansion."

After Dong Guanfei finished speaking, he turned his body and looked in front of the car.

Fu Yuxuan quickly tidied herself up.

The car was equipped with everyday items such as a rouge box, towels, sachets, hand mirrors, a heater, blankets, pastries, round fans, parasols, quilts, oil lamps, tea sets, and emergency ointments.

So she finished getting everything sorted out in just a few minutes.

Of course, if someone looks closely, they can still tell that she had been crying.

Soon after, the two returned to the Fu mansion. Dong Guanfei went into the study alone, while Fu Yuxuan went back to her room to tidy up carefully.

Dong Guanfei explained the situation he had discovered to Fu Jianming in detail, and then they discussed it for more than half an hour.

Meanwhile, outside the southern city, there was a Japanese-style bungalow.

Shingen Sumitomo quietly instructed his nephew, "Shota, don't go to izakayas these next few days."

Shota Sumitomo immediately looked troubled. "Uncle, Captain Kujo invited me to have a couple of drinks tonight to celebrate his younger brother's promotion. Other teammates will be joining us too."

After a moment's thought, Sumitomo Shingen nodded. "Captain Kujo is a cautious person, nothing will happen to him. Go ahead, but drink less."

"Yes."

"Uncle, approximately how long will we be staying in Suzhou?"

"It won't be long. Lord Yagami's time is extremely precious. Since he led us here, it means things will be quick."

"What's wrong? Is something urgent?"

"Well......"

"Are you in a hurry to go back and see that Xia woman?"

"No, no, I'm fine."

"You'd better not. Those Xia women are just for the warriors to relieve their lust. They all have relatives or friends who died at our hands."

"The one who's with you now will eventually go to be with someone else, and her life won't last long. She's not worth your time."

"Yes, I understand."

"Also, try not to pry into these operational secrets. Just focus on your own preparations and stay in top condition at all times."

"Yes! I understand."

......

Around 7 p.m.

It was located about 70 or 80 meters away from the Western United Naval Club, under the shade of a roadside tree.

Sitting in the driver's seat of a car, Dong Guanfei carefully sensed the surroundings.

All eighteen vampires are active in the club, with fourteen of them in the main ballroom.

The club is foreigners' territory, and the local forces in Suzhou have no right to interfere.

The forces behind these vampires are clearly closely connected to the club's owner.

In reality, the crimson psychedelic field released by vampires under the colorful lights of the dance hall has a powerful hypnotic and aphrodisiac effect, which can make guests feel doubly happy.

As long as vampires don't kill people, they can make people feel intoxicated and happy just by sucking blood, much like how mosquitoes make people feel unbearably itchy after sucking blood.

Therefore, controllable vampires are definitely good at warming up the crowd in various nightclubs and entertainment venues.

As long as the club tolerates the vampires' presence, the vampires are perfectly safe to roam here.

Dong Guanfei immediately started the car and quickly parked it in the club's parking lot. He then strode towards the Western-style portico at the front of the club.

There stood four guests: three men and one woman, along with five foreign guards from the club.

The guard captain, who was in his thirties, was a high-level Silver-ranking spiritual cultivator.

Dong Guanfei quickly spotted the lone young man and greeted him warmly, "Hi, Charlie, sorry to keep you waiting."

The young man turned around at the sound and laughed heartily, "John, you're here! Let's go in, the dance has already started."

Dong Guanfei nodded slightly and followed him into the club with a smile.

Charlie was a regular here, and the guards didn't check his identity at all. They simply had Dong Guanfei write his name on the registration form, then had Charlie sign it, and then let him through without any further ado.

In reality, the real test was conducted by the captain of the guard's perception ability. The ring on his left index finger was a magical artifact, which, combined with his mental power, could emit detection fluctuations at the mid-gold level.

In his eyes, Dong Guanfei was just a well-dressed, wealthy early-stage silver-level Eastern boxer. After all, ordinary people couldn't afford the limited-edition diamond-encrusted watch on his wrist, but in terms of strength, he posed no threat whatsoever.

Charlie thought to himself: My uncle told me to bring in a handsome young man, but he didn't tell me this guy was actually this handsome! How am I supposed to pick up girls with him around?

Soon, the two entered the large dance floor on the east side of the club. Charlie smiled and said, "Make yourselves at home," before walking away quickly.

At this time, Dong Guanfei had the appearance of a young "white-haired Louis Koo" and was about 1.8 meters tall—five centimeters shorter than Li Yuanzhi, but still tall enough, with the demeanor of a wealthy overseas student or a comprador elite.

He slowly surveyed his surroundings.

The ballroom covers an area of ​​about 500 square meters. The four walls are inlaid with Western reliefs and gilded wall lamps. The gilded crystal chandelier is only half lit, casting a warm yellow and soft light.

The light falling on the smooth, flat marble floor made the entire ballroom appear both magnificent and elegantly ambiguous.

At the center is a specially designed spring-loaded dance floor, surrounded by luxurious booths.

In the south corner stands a huge carved bar counter, behind which glass bottles are arranged in layers in a staggered and orderly fashion in the wine cabinet.

A twelve-member Western orchestra sat in a corner, the melodious waltz music flowing slowly in the air.

The dance had only just begun, but there were already more than thirty well-dressed couples dancing gracefully on the dance floor.

White-clad waiters in crisp tailcoats moved quietly among the guests, serving them various drinks and snacks.

Soft laughter filled the air, along with the sweet scents of champagne, perfume, and tobacco, creating a scene of decadent, romantic, and extravagant Western high society nightlife.

There were a dozen or so dancers sitting around the bar. The Eastern dancers mostly wore cheongsams, while the Western dancers mostly wore Western-style dance dresses.

They were clearly well-trained, with graceful and elegant manners and bright, charming eyes.

While Dong Guanfei was sizing up others, he was also being sizing up by others.

After all, he was the epitome of a charming and wealthy young master.

This place has one advantage over the bars in the big cities before I traveled here—there aren't any customer managers or touts coming up to enthusiastically sell to you.

Dong Guanfei walked straight to the bar, ordered a whiskey on the rocks, took a casual sip, and continued to look around, ignoring the surprised and expectant looks from the dancers around him, displaying a disdainful and aloof demeanor.

Soon, the music ended.

Eight dancers gracefully returned.

Dong Guanfei immediately went to greet a mid-level Silver Vampire Dancer.

She wasn't the most skilled vampire dancer, but she was one of the two most beautiful vampires he thought.