"Then you should call the office. What's the use of calling me?" Zhao Qian retorted angrily.
"Because I was beaten up in your Holy Clan Clubhouse. If I don't look for you, who should I look for?" Zhao Xiaotian immediately complained.
"What is it? You're at the Holy Clan Clubhouse? What happened?" Zhao Qian immediately became serious.
"It's like this. We originally called two ladies to accompany us to drink…"
"What is it? You still dare to call girls? Do you want to die?"
"That's not the main point, okay? The point is, a few b*stards suddenly rushed in. Not only did they want to snatch her, but they also hit me…"
"Alright, there's no need to say anymore. I can't leave now. I'll get someone to handle it."
"Deal with what? Your club's manager knows that kid and wants to cover for him."
"What is it? Is there such a thing?"
