So many rich individuals gathered here, and it's all so secretive, I'm afraid they must be up to some unsavory business.
Minutes passed, and a spotlight illuminated the stage directly opposite all the private booths. A round platform then automatically moved towards the center of the stage. Above the platform, over two meters high, was covered with a layer of red cloth, obscuring the contents.
Ling Chen leaned against the wall, his gaze intensifying as he scrutinized the platform, wishing he could see through the layer of red cloth.
At that moment, the red cloth surrounding the platform suddenly dropped, revealing the mysterious contents wrapped inside.
Immediately, Ling Chen's expression changed, his eyes flashing with a hint of anger and a chilling iciness.
Atop the platform was an iron cage, in which stood a scantily clad young woman, roughly in her twenties, with a curvaceous figure and pretty features, a typical beauty.
