The Nether Capital was bustling with activity. Even at night, there was still a lot of traffic.
In front of a brothel, a few young masters jumped down from their carriage. They held folding fans in their hands, cupped their hands, and greeted each other. They walked into the brothel with smiles on their faces, but a shadow suddenly flashed and grabbed one of the young masters, dragging him into an alley.
The remaining people looked at each other.
"What happened just now?"
"I-I don't know… Eh? Where's Young Master Wang?"
"That's right, where is he? He was here just now…"
"What the hell!"
The few of them were frightened.
The kidnapped Young Master Wang was even more frightened until his face turned pale. He was talking to someone and in the blink of an eye, he was dragged into the alley and was even slammed against the wall. The worst thing was that this person was wearing a fang mask. It was really terrifying!
