Love Letter

Slowly, a man walked up to the stage wearing a black mask on his face and a black suit.

The woman bowed with respect as she sidled herself with a bow of her head. Soon, people came to take care of the four corpses and cleaned the entire floor in seconds.

After they cleared the entire place, the man coughed and bowed, looking upwards towards the floor.

"Dear Vips, I am sorry for showing you such an unsightly sight. I hope it didn't ruin the fun as an apology. We will make all the reservations free for today. I hope you understand," the man bowed fully.

"I understand, Mr. Ethan," Leo was the first to speak in a loud voice, and the others in the Vip's room shouted together with a smile on their faces.

While Aur was just standing there without speaking a single word.

Aur just expressionlessly looked at the man with a narrowed gaze. "Was that illusion magic or hypnosis magic?" he muttered to himself.