In the vast main hall of the service area, in front of rows of long benches, sat nine big brutes who looked vicious and ferocious.
But in reality, they had no imposing air about them at all, not only bruised and swollen, trembling with their heads in their hands, they also huddled together as if this way they could give each other some courage and not be afraid.
On the ground in front of them lay a young man covered in wounds, unconscious.
Looking further ahead, Lin Wu could be seen sitting on the first row of benches, with one leg casually crossed over the other, supporting her head with one hand resting on the table.
Zheng Yuan was sitting next to her, holding her other hand, and was bandaging her up, with an open first aid kit on the table beside him.
When the service area's doors were kicked open, Zheng Yuan had just finished applying medicine and was about to bandage it up.
