Around 11 p.m., with every traffic light turning green, the taxi reached the area by Huanglong Stadium. The car stopped in front of a martial arts dojo known as Feng Ji.
After getting paid, the taxi driver couldn't resist looking at Meng Fan as he exited the car. The man looked familiar, but he couldn't remember the name. The taxi driver didn't think anything of the green lights along the way; it must have been good karma from his good deed of helping an elderly person cross the street yesterday.
The Feng Ji Dojo was quite big. Meng Fan thought the place looked impressive online. As he walked inside, he felt the same.
"Hello, how may I help you?"
The young woman working at reception looked at the newcomer, a professional and sweet smile pasted on her face.
The front desk employee was very pretty, and she wasn't the only one in reception. There were four of them, all of whom were attractive.