Inside the clubhouse, Hand-chopping Court had over a hundred underlings, but after Wang Yu shouted out, not a single person dared to move. Many still maintained the posture of holding their pool cues, staring blankly at Wang Yu and his party, their faces taut with tension.
Seven or eight seconds later, someone from the Hand-chopping Court underlings finally snapped to their senses and ran swiftly towards a private room inside the clubhouse.
However, before he could reach the door of the private room, Feng Sihai came out. He had heard Wang Yu's shout very clearly inside the room.
"Boss, The Inferno Society..."
"Shut up!"
Before the underling could finish, Feng Sihai scolded him, then forced a smile across his face and walked towards Wang Yu and his companions.
"My, my, Boss Wang, I didn't expect you to come today. My apologies for not greeting you in person!"
