“Why don’t you come over and have a few drinks with our boss before you leave?”
The lackey pointed toward his boss’s spot, then stood waiting for Miki Kawashima’s response.
Even someone as naive as Miki could tell she was being targeted.
Instinctively, she cast a pleading glance at Xu Fei.
Xu Fei smirked, thinking it was odd that no one had approached them earlier, given the stunning beauty by his side.
Unfazed and prepared, Xu Fei wrapped his arm around Miki’s shoulders to ensure her safety.
He looked at the lackey assertively and said, “Go tell your boss, if he’s lonely for a drinking buddy, there are plenty of square-dancing aunties out there to pick from!”
With that, Xu Fei, arm around Miki, strutted off confidently.
Anyone could hear the mockery in his words.
Before Xu Fei got far, the lackey snapped, “Huh? You’re taking shots at us, kid? Tired of living? Stop right there!”
The lackey, already looking for trouble, shouted and charged.
Xu Fei, who had scanned the bar with his x-ray vision upon entering to ensure everyone’s safety, had noticed nothing unusual about most patrons’ attire or behaviour.
Except for the group in the corner, acting high and mighty, looking like trouble.
He’d spotted a weapon on their leader, marking him as bad news.
So when the lackey came rushing angrily, Xu Fei didn’t hold back.
He raised his leg and delivered a fierce kick.
Caught off guard, the lackey flew back as Xu Fei expected.
Yuu Akutagawa, after sending his lackey, paid no further attention.
In this bar, he believed no one dared cross him or refuse his demands.
Sending his lackey to strong-arm Miki Kawashima felt like a sure thing.
While he was groping a woman on the sofa, a figure suddenly crashed onto his table from nowhere.
“What the hell? Trying to scare me to death? I told you to bring the Kawashima heiress, not come back here!”
After a scolding, the lackey whimpered, “No, boss, I almost had her, but the guy with Miki Kawashima is tough, he kicked me right over here!”
Yuu realised Xu Fei wasn’t to be trifled with, and his lackey couldn’t handle this.
He waved the lackey off, then smashed a bottle on the table with a loud crash.
The noise drew eyes, but it was Yuu signalling his crew.
Sure enough, after the bottle smash, about twenty or thirty people slowly gathered around.
