It was a face severely scarred by burns, the once handso features now marred by scars and the skin no longer smooth, even the once beautiful eyebrows had beco sparse.
In the bar hall, everyone was already focused on why the male resident singer god was suddenly dragged down, seemingly involved in a conflict.
Who knew... the mask was taken off!
"Oh my God, what a ghost, so ugly!"
"Is this a normal human face? I almost threw up the beer I just drank..."
A plump lady almost jumped up: "So ugly? I spent so much money booking him to sing, this is fraud. Emperor Bar is fraudulent, give back my money."
Li An, tall and slim, wore all black even in sumr, wrapping himself tightly without showing any skin.
Seeing that figure, many thought this excellent male resident singer at Emperor Bar was a top-tier handso guy, but... turned out to be a burnt ugly man?
Many won couldn’t accept this fact, so angry they almost spat blood!
The crowd in the bar, originally just watching the scene, suddenly beca noisy, the situation becoming sowhat uncontrollable.
Not just those outsiders, even Shen Shuang, Chu Canyang, and those prepared students were stunned.
Burned like this? So severely...?
Shen Shuang withdrew his surprise, seeing people let their guard down, imdiately slipped out and escaped swiftly.
Su Li snapped back from shock, feeling a bit uncomfortable looking at Li An.
At that mont, soone picked up a drink from the table and threw it towards Li An, cursing, "An ugly freak daring to make money at the bar? Give back my hard-earned money!"
Su Li was shocked, instinctively reaching out to pull Li An over, avoiding the thrown drink.
The scene beca completely chaotic, Chu Canyang cursed silently and hastily shouted, "Sis, be careful. Why the hell are you stepping on !"
Xu Haohao and Xiao Mian were frightened pale, instinctively huddling together, this seed quite chaotic, would it be dangerous?
The manager quickly ca over, bowing to Su Li and saying, "Miss Su, take your friends and leave with through the back door, it’s too dangerous here."
Su Li suspiciously glanced at the manager, thinking their bar had been dealt with by Feng Huaijin, and quickly left with the manager.
After walking for five or six minutes, they went up to the second floor, passed by the bar office, and exited through a small door on the other side.
Chu Canyang passed by the office, suspiciously glancing in.
He seed to have seen a man inside secretly watching his sister? Could it be a pervert?
They exited to the bar’s back door, the winter cold wind blowing, clearing a lot of the alcohol-induced haze.
Li An touched the cold black mask on his face, tightened the guitar with his left hand, and looked at Chu Canyang complicatedly saying, "I told you, I helped you before out of convenience, you don’t need to feel indebted to repay . Don’t co here again... Oh, whether you co or not it’s the sa, Emperor Bar probably won’t have as a resident singer anymore."
Li An lowered his head, that slender figure disappearing into the darkness...
If Shen Shuang hadn’t pulled off that mask, there might still be a chance.
Su Li stared dazedly at the departing figure, suddenly feeling a bit uneasy.
"Su Li, what are you up to again? Why are you running to the bar?" Amidst Su Li’s daze, the cold wind brought a slightly chilly voice.
Su Li looked up, astonished to see the person approaching.
Feng Huaijin??
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