Meanwhile, Lu Wei unbuttoned his suit before grabbing a stool for himself beside his sister. He was just going to take care of her while Zhi Xi tortured the men, one by one. As he caressed her head affectionately, the girl closed her eyes and rested her head against his shoulder. The man took a deep breath, allowing her to hold onto his left hand, so she could feel secure and fall asleep peacefully.
By this time, Zhi Xi had stood up and sat beside them. A few seconds later, a person from the club staff approached him with a knife. "You asked for it, Sir?", he asked.
"Give it to the man lying beside the table.", Zhi Xi commanded, pointing his chin towards an old groaning man.
The employee nodded his head with a smile and handed the knife to the guy. "What are you doing, Xi?", Lu Wei asked.
