"Are you fucking looking to die? Where are you throwing that?"
The next second, the middle-aged man exploded with rage, abruptly standing up and cursing loudly.
"Ah, I'm so sorry, I, I didn't do it on purpose."
Monkey saw that he had spilled wine on someone else and panicked a bit, hurriedly apologizing.
"Sorry your ass, my clothes are all wet, what use is your apology!"
The middle-aged man pointed at Monkey's nose and continued to swear loudly.
"I... How about I wash it for you?"
"Wash? Do you fucking think it's your piece of shit security guard uniform that can be washed with water?"
The middle-aged man became even more aggressive when he saw Monkey dressed in a security guard uniform.
Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Monkey, already flushed with alcohol, turned an even deeper shade of red.
"Then I'll compensate you with a new one, that should be alright, shouldn't it?"
