The person in front of him was around thirty years old, dressed appropriately, and exuded an air of bookishness as if he were a secretary or something of the sort.
"What exactly is going on? Explain it to me clearly! Why are you looking for a translator when there's a life at stake?!"
Chen Ming furrowed his brows, pressing for answers repeatedly.
Human life is paramount, especially inside Mingzhu Tower, and Chen Ming naturally took it seriously.
Seeing that he was being questioned by Chen Ming, the man became both anxious and angry.
"Who are you, from the hotel? Then go find me a translator right away, if not, get lost! Lives are at stake!"
The man screamed at Chen Ming, raising his voice.
A chill flashed in Chen Ming's eyes.
In Mingzhu Tower, no one had ever dared to speak to him like that.
Just as he was about to blow up in anger, Bai Xiaosheng quickly stepped in to separate the two.
