"Die, baldy. I know you like pretty boys, but with so many people watching, show some class," Li Feng spat.
"Class my ass," the bald brute turned his head toward a boss-like figure trying to look respectable. "You talk about class, but aren't you running a bathhouse too?"
"You!"
"Can you two stop squabbling the moment you see each other? It's making us a laughingstock."
Just then, another young man stood up. He was about the same age as Li Feng and dressed in a suit, exuding an elite vibe.
"Li Feng, now that you're here today, don't think you can leave unscathed. You dared to offend Young Master Zhou, so be prepared to pay the price."
"You heard what Young Master Zhou said earlier. It's shameful to submit on your own, but at least you won't lose your life. However, if we make a move, you're going to suffer much more."
"It wasn't easy for you to get where you are today. Isn't living a good thing?"
Li Feng glanced at him, noting he was somewhat smart.
