He was unlucky - just falling from those few steps, his leg suffered an excessive load in the vertical direction, breaking it.
Yin He hugged his legs, cold sweat trickling down his forehead.
"Coward," the man with the necklace sneered.
The few of them returned to the bar and no one cared about him.
From her booth, Lin Gantang clearly observed the situation outside, her gaze cold.
"He's injured. He won't come back to find out who's responsible, will he?" asked Le Yu.
"Responsible? He fell himself, didn't he?" Lin Gantang asked icily.
"You want to break his legs?" Le Yu paused.
Lin Gantang smiled. "What are you thinking about? Do I have the ability to do that?"
Le Yu looked at her smile and felt a chill down his spine. He quickly hugged his weak self. "Then what do you want?"
