Bright Moon Palace was located in a rather remote part of the district, like a majority of private clubhouses. From the exterior, it looked like a residence belonging to a powerful official during the Qing Dynasty, in which was sealed off by the historic preservation unit. The place was quiet, secluded, and elegant, with an air of ancient dignity. However, this was just a facade. Stepping inside would reveal that it was dazzling with life and luxury, with passions radiating around the space. 

Although the Chevrolet Suburban Xia Lei was driving looked grand and beautiful, it wasn’t considered a luxury car in the eyes of Bright Moon Palace’s security guard. He blocked off Xia Lei’s Chevrolet Suburban. 

“Sir, we only let VIPs through here. Do you have a VIP card?” The guard was burly, with facial features as tough as nails. He moved towards the driver’s seat as he asked his question. 

“Can’t I just spend money?” Xia Lei asked. 

The security guard shook his head. “No. Please leave now.” 

That last sentence was expressed politely, but there was already a hint of intimidation in his tone of voice. 

Xia Lei furrowed his brow as he reached his hand into the inner pocket of...