Xing Liehuo scanned him coldly, his tone sharp, "Tired of being a military prosecutor? Want to sit in prison for a few years?"
"Big brother, I was just, just joking..."
The 'young master' who was just acting tough had instantly turned into a coward, weakly trying to argue but not daring to look Xing Liehuo in the eye.
Given the situation, Lian Qiao had nothing to say. The guy had been beaten, and to continue would be overdoing it. After exchanging a few words with Xing Liehuo, she and Shu Shuang helped the drunken girl to go outside and hail a cab.
Just then, they heard a teasing male voice—
"Yo, what a coincidence, big brother is here too?"
With narrowed eyes, Xing Liehuo's face grew colder, "Ziyang, what kind of brother are you to let Shaodong cause such a ruckus?"
Xing Ziyang, with one hand in his pocket, was clad in a white short-sleeved shirt and casual trousers. His handsome features looked three parts dashing and seven parts charming!
