Entering the renowned Black Tiger Boxing Club, Yang Fan finally understood what high-end meant; his own mother's and Meng Jiayi's boxing clubs, still in their infancy, simply couldn't compare.
At the entrance, there was security screening; weapons were prohibited inside. Yang Hai, being a regular here, effortlessly passed through the check.
Yang Fan had Soul Eater with him. These fools couldn't detect it, and he had a hundred ways to make them unable to even find a trace of him.
From the moment they entered, uniformed female attendants were everywhere, ready to assist. They smiled and gestured welcomingly, guiding guests inside. Whatever requests the guests had, these attendants would fulfill them dutifully.
Of course, these attendants strictly performed their assigned duties. For those seeking entertainment, the club upstairs offered various types of women – as long as you had the money.
