"Take your people and get out!"
Yi Xiaofei barked coldly, and under this chilly shout, those subdued on the other side were stained with quite a bit of blood. At this moment, Leng Wushuang had already hurried out of the Emperor Bar.
However, looking at the scene, a slight smile appeared on her lips—it seemed she worried too much. Yi Xiaofei alone was more than capable of handling it.
The aftermath was left to her subordinates. After all, while such disturbances were rare in Emperor Bar, they weren't unheard of.
For Yi Xiaofei, he didn't take the matter too seriously. After all, he didn't see these people as worth his attention. It was merely a minor skirmish to limber up his muscles. Yet his actions this time had earned him a new level of respect from many in the bar.
