C120 Decoction?

Ling Chen followed closely behind him, but halfway through, he was pushed far away by the crowd. By the time he stood still, Yan Shaotian had already disappeared from his field of vision.

"Ling Chen, where's Little Tian?" Jian Fan followed his phone over. He frowned slightly as he looked at Ling Chen, who was standing at the entrance of the nightclub