“Please show your identity before entering, sir.” A pair of burly, upright guards quickly intercepted Archer, who walked in.
The area around the place was quiet and desolate, with only a few luxury cars passing by, which seemed a bit of a contrast to the appearance of the area, which was not on the main road but only passed by a few luxury cars that seemed to pass while they were there.
Archer's gaze went straight at them with a calm yet cold stare. He did not need to bother with taking offense to such a thing. “Let me go inside.” Archer's calm demeanor did not allow him to pass.
"Not until you produce an identity card showing that you are a regular customer at this bar, sir." The man refused firmly. He still followed the protocol of his job and obeyed it.
Archer then glanced back, whe
