As the few people walked in, they saw the scene in the room, and their expressions immediately turned extremely ugly.
Everyone's eyes darted back and forth between Lin Mubai at the door and the room, even their breathing becoming notably subdued.
Next, an enraged Han Xiayang charged into the room. In the terrified expression of the man on the bed, he punched him hard.
"Damn you, you bastard, how dare you..." Han Xiayang didn't know how to vent the anger in his heart.
Just as another punch was about to land, Lan Luo, who'd walked in afterward, stopped him: "Alright, don't do this. Let's figure out what happened first."
It was obvious at a glance that something was off.
Han Xiayang, still unwilling to back down, kicked the terrified man hard before turning his gaze to An Nan, who was still lying on the bed without any reaction.
"An Nan, wake up."
Just as he was about to pull the person on the bed, Lan Luo stopped him, "Xia Yang, don't move."
