He didn't leave through the private passage, instead he left through the main entrance.
Walking down the long corridor between the private rooms, he encountered many people who came for fun.
There were drunken men and drunken women.
A woman cast flirtatious glances at him, but he ignored them, and some bolder women approached him closely, only to be subtly dodged.
As he descended the stairs, he arrived at the first floor's dance floor, a place even more decadent, filled with all types of people.
All the way, he wasn't sure how many hot gazes from women he received, some insinuating, some boldly expressing desires for a one-night stand.
Yet he kept silent throughout, gaze unchanged, as if he walked through a flower garden without a single petal touching him.
Exiting the entertainment club, he breathed in the fresh and cool air outside, finally feeling much smoother breaths.
This place was once his favorite, but now, he loathed it extremely.
