In the quietest corner of the rather dark bar, the faint light from the oil lamp shed its glow on Tang Ling's side profile. Coupled with his agitated expression and Su Yao's subtle, calm and profound smile beside him, they looked like an oil painting with heavy colors and a deep background whereby the subjects were lively but the theme was unexplained.
When the bar owner saw the scene, his gaze was meaningful and deep. He then pulled his hat lower and dropped his head as he crossed his hands and dozed off at the bar counter.
"Sit!" Su Yao bellowed at Tang Ling.
Tang Ling inhaled deeply and sat down.