With a nervous mood, Murphy knocked on the closed door of the bar.
There was a small square grid on the wooden door, which opened with a snap, revealing a pair of slightly upturned dark amber eyes.
Murphy stared at those eyes, and the other party also stared at him.
After a stalemate, the person behind the door finally couldn't help but speak, his voice was soft and charming.
"Little brother, you've come to the wrong place."
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