At one of the high-end clubs of B city.
Xoan threw a wine bottle on the table scaring the sh*t out of the couple who were on the couch.
Xin's lips twitched seeing and identifying them.
Xoan held the broken glass at the man's neck effortlessly pulling him away from the young lady.
Xoan and Xin both knew who he was but they weren't in the mood to meet and greet.
Xoan's sharp eyes started looking around the room before it stopped at the man again.
His intimidating tone sounded hoarse, "You dared to touch my company. How should I make you repay? By bankrupting you?"
That man was still recovering and analyzing what was happening but the piercing glare of Xoan was choking him hard to breathe and understand.
He wanted to respond but he couldn't make himself utter a single word due to tyrannized air in the room.
