Wang Hao had turned the tables and was now in control of the momentum.
The young master Huang himself was a coward, and Wang Hao's ferocity in the bathroom had already left a psychological shadow on him. It filled him with an instinctive fear. He was meek, his words unclear, like a little schoolboy who had done something wrong and was waiting to be scolded.
Huang Huaqiang glared at his cowardly brother and rebuked, "Huali, just tell the truth, and I will definitely stand up for you. I refuse to believe that there is anyone in Xingang that Huang Huaqiang can't handle!"
Encouraged by his elder brother's words, Huang Huali deliberately raised his voice a few notches to embolden himself, "Big brother, this is what happened. I was drunk and felt unwell, so I went to the restroom. Just then, I saw this man trying to take advantage of a girl. I thought I had to intervene, but not only did he not listen, he also beat me up!"
Seeing Huang Huali turn the tables, Wang Hao was taken aback.
