With a "bang", the sound of a shattering bottle suddenly echoed in the hall.
"Bastard, how dare you take advantage of me!"
Xiao Chen instinctively raised his head, his pupils instantly narrowing.
A girl in a black dress was holding a smashed bottle, glaring and shouting at a bulky man seated nearby.
The man now had a gash on his forehead, bleeding, with his face and body soaked in liquor.
He slammed the table abruptly, standing up with a jolt.
"Bitch, you think you're so noble? Coming here isn't just to sell yourself, right?"
He cursed, while someone beside him got up to try and calm him down.
"Mr. Zhang, you're injured, you should treat your wound first."
Mr. Zhang waved his hand away, speaking harshly, "Hmph, I'm going to teach her a lesson now, see if she dares to be so arrogant again."
The girl almost jumped up, holding the broken bottle defiantly, "Bastard, teach me a lesson? Try it, step forward now, and I'll stab you to death."
