The clown was delighted to see so much money.
After making several bows, he took the wine glass from the greasy-haired man's hand and prepared to down it.
Ye Fei simply couldn't stand it anymore, his eyebrows furrowed, he immediately barked, "Don't drink!"
The clown was startled and stopped his action of drinking.
Ye Fei quickly walked up to him and said, "They've spiked your drink."
Ye Fei didn't want to embarrass the clown, so he didn't specify what was in the cup.
The greasy-haired man was instantly displeased, glaring at Ye Fei with eyes wide.
"None of your business, get lost or watch your back! Move!"
The greasy-haired man, with an intimidating look in his eyes, threatened while holding a voluptuous woman.
The underlings nearby were also itching to take action, some gripping sticks, others clenching their fists.
Clearly, if Ye Fei didn't back off, they wouldn't mind putting a few holes in him.
