For a moment, the whole club was frozen. Only the bass of the music pulsed faintly in the background.
I tilted my head slightly, my voice low and steady, slicing through the heavy silence.
“Where’s the second guy?”
Their faces told the story before their mouths could. They were totally shocked. It was painted across every pair of eyes in the room. The ones at the poker tables stopped mid-game. The dancers froze. Even the bartender’s hand hovered, halfway through pouring a drink.
Murmurs began—soft at first, then becoming more audible.
“Did you see that?”
“Impossible…”
“There’s no way… That guy—he ended Hu lang just like that?”
“Hu lang’s a monster! No one’s ever put him down before…”
“Who the hell is that man?”
I could feel the room shifting. The dangerous man cleared his throat,
