"It seems Brother Ning has also discovered the peculiarity of this place," Zhuge Lan said softly at this moment.
Within minutes of entering, he had already realized it was unusual.
Not only unusual, but all the women here, whether guests or staff, possessed some level of cultivation.
Though their cultivation was not high, the presence of so many individuals with cultivation was quite perplexing.
In this bar, there were hundreds, perhaps thousands, of people, all skilled fighters, including two Martial Dao Grandmasters.
He found it impossible to believe there were no issues here.
Not only were there issues, but they were significant.
Ning Fengzhi also frowned, nodding, "Could this be some sort of sect?"
In the 21st century, many ancient martial sects had indeed chosen not to remain in seclusion but to adopt a different approach, a grand concealment within the bustling city.
The Heavenly Doctors and others were akin to sects or factions, hidden throughout modern society, emerging when needed. Some sects even utilized industries as their income source, developing gradually.
And this establishment, a bar populated by so many women with martial arts skills, likely belonged to such a sect.
However, he had never heard of this particular type of sect.
"Brother Lan, are these sisters acting strangely?" Dongfang Jingjing asked curiously. Her own cultivation was quite low, not yet reaching the perceptive abilities of a Grandmaster, so she couldn't discern the true strength of these women.
"It's not exactly strange, merely that each of them is considerably more skilled than you, Jingjing," Zhuge Lan explained. To him, as long as these women weren't their enemies, it was of no consequence.
"Who says there's nothing strange!"
Wang Qiran suddenly interjected.
"What is it?"
Hearing Wang Qiran's voice, Zhuge Lan was somewhat surprised. Why did Wang Qiran sound so... panicked?
"Just now, I noticed many girls secretly looking our way, and their gazes were strange... it felt like they wanted to devour us!" Wang Qiran said, shivering slightly.
Although he was an atheist, he couldn't help but think this place was what people often described as a place of extreme feminine dominance, where yin overwhelmed yang.
Wasn't that incredibly dangerous!
Could it be haunted?
Or were these women not human at all?
"Devour us?" Ning Fengzhi then subtly observed the women. He now noticed the bartender at the counter, the women dancing in the disco, or those on stage performing a pole dance in scant, glittering attire, or even the tattooed DJ. Each seemed to be looking in their direction, intentionally or unintentionally.
Their gazes were like those of predators observing their prey.
"I retract my previous statement."
Zhuge Lan shrugged. Because they were all women, he had subconsciously avoided paying too much attention. He hadn't expected to be so careless.
"I think we should leave."
Zhuge Lan said, rising and pulling Dongfang Jingjing along, preparing to depart from this place of potential trouble.
As they stood up, the women at the table next to theirs immediately approached.
"Oh, it's been a while since we've seen such handsome gentlemen. Would you gentlemen like to have a drink with us? We sisters are treating!"
"Yes, yes, would you like to join us?" Four women blocked their path.