"Ah~~ Ah~~ Help, help!"
On the night of the Lantern Festival, the streets of South City Ancient Town in Jiang City suddenly erupted into chaos.
A tall, curvaceous, and beautiful woman was straddling a man, twisting his arms behind his back and pinning him firmly to the ground.
Surrounding them were three young men in their early twenties, clenching their fists, ready to rush in to assist, but in front of them stood a tall, slightly handsome man staring them down.
He was dressed in a black, tight-fitting turtleneck sweater, holding a wooden stick, presumably a mop handle, pointing at them threateningly.
The sudden commotion caused a panic among the crowd, with many people screaming and scattering, instantly clearing a space around them.
