Trafford Buyers Club

When Luo Qiu came to his senses, he had already walked into this strange club. He couldn't even remember how he got in.,The shop was a place to entertain guests, much like the Western fortune-telling shops that Luo Qiu had seen. The overall color scheme was dim, and the lighting wasn't even incandescent bulbs, but rather white tapers carefully placed in candleholders.,Luo Qiu looked into his boss's eyes, momentarily lost in thought.。