Imperial Capital, light rain drizzles.
The damp air seeps into the bar and into the man's bones.
The man has long hair.
For men, long hair is the hardest hairstyle to pull off.
It can look messy, untidy.
But for this man, with the stunning beauty reminiscent of Yu Huatian from the Eastern Depot, the long hair gives him a kind of feminine grace.
Wearing a white suit, it's quite flamboyant, yet it lends him an air of elegance.
He looks like a top host from East Sakura Country, the kind that frequently mingles with rich women at high-end parties.
The man's name is Yang Xiao.
If it were a woman author smitten with infatuation, she would certainly depict this man as the owner of a chic boutique bar in a romance novel.
The identity of a bar owner suits him well, and indeed, he is within a bar.
Only... the bar is terrible.
The bar looks like it hasn't been patronized in a long time, the lights are broken, the chairs are missing legs, and a layer of dust covers the tables.
