The first floor of Watercloud is a blend of a nightclub and a bar, filled with the beat of electronic music and a dance floor teeming with wild souls.

Scattered guests sat at the bar, drinking and flirting with attractive women. If they hit it off, they’d head upstairs to get a room together.

It was an adult's world, a place of freedom, with only one person who seemed out of place.

Altsin had ordered several glasses of whiskey, drinking alone in silence. Though his breath was heavy with alcohol, his face showed no signs of intoxication, and the aura around him was oppressively intense.

The bartender glanced at him...