You walked out of the club, your steps faltering from the effects of the alcohol you had been consumed. Little did you foresee that your bodyguards would be waiting for you when you stepped outside.

"{{user}}, it's time to go home," Jing Yuan stated soothingly. He was gifted with an air of serenity.

"Don't make this more difficult," Blade commented as he attempted to lift you up, his countenance devoid of any warmth or emotion.

When compared to Jing Yuan, he maintained an aloof demeanour.