On the other hand, the thought of last night when he was punched into being unconscious to the point of even losing a few of his teeth sparkled Fan Tong's wrath to new heights. Now naturally, after regaining consciousness in a hospital bed last night, gathering his lackeys, he had come running into the hotel. Unfortunately, due to the fact that the hotel seemed to put extra care and importance on his assaulters for some unknown reason, he had to return empty-handed in the end.
"It's you! Bastard! You dared to raise a hand on me! I'll fucking kill-" Talking to this point, he was just about to walk and lead his bodyguards toward Virus when abruptly, a hand stopped him in his tracks.
"Sir, with all due respect, please return to your seat or I'll be forced to escort you outside. Please note that any disturbances caused within the area of the salesroom will not be tolerated at all."
