Song Yan slept straight through to the evening, got up, dressed, and went directly to Half-Drunk.
Lu Zhanying seemed to be in some trouble, a few tattooed men with fierce looks were blocking the bar like door gods. Lu Zhanying, a young girl, stood on the opposite side, clearly at a physical disadvantage.
Song Yan's heart skipped a beat. Was Yingying being troubled? Moreover, this time the trouble seemed rather tricky.
Just as she was pondering how to help her out of the situation, she heard her arrogantly declare, "If you don't leave, I'll start throwing punches."
And clearly, she was not just talking tough—her hand was already on her dagger.
Setting everything else aside, in terms of demeanor alone, Lu Zhanying was definitely winning.
Song Yan had a feeling that even if she stood alone against thousands of troops, she would still confidently threaten, "If you don't surrender, I'll kill you all."
