"Rumble, rumble."
Just when the atmosphere in the booth was extremely tense, hurried footsteps approached from afar.
Guo Ju, dressed casually, was leading a few patrol officers quickly towards them, accompanied by a middle-aged man, who happened to be Brother Feng's driver.
The patrol officers had actually arrived earlier but were stopped downstairs by Brother Feng's driver. Due to his status, they didn't dare to disobey and only followed up when Guo Ju arrived.
The driver quickened his pace, reached Brother Feng's side first, and whispered a few words.
Brother Feng raised his hand, signaling for the other to step back, then turned his gaze towards the approaching Guo Ju.
With a forced smile, Guo Ju approached, his face plastered with a grin, "Director Zhang, you're here too."
As he spoke, his eyes darted around, and upon seeing all the young masters present, he felt a headache; these were all people he couldn't afford to provoke.
