Chen Yu did not answer immediately, but simply poured himself a drink.
The robed man who had brought Chen Yu back was immediately enraged and stepped forward, pointing at Chen Yu's nose and cursing loudly.
"You little shit, don't fucking play hard to get when we're offering you a chance to redeem yourself. Otherwise, you won't be leaving this place tonight," he said.
Chen Yu sneered and deliberately put on a frightened expression.
"Oh, I'm so scared!" he said mockingly.
The robed man's eyes bulged with anger, and as he raised his fist to strike, a wine bottle suddenly came crashing down on his head from above.
Chen Yu was already on the other side of the man by then, and the empty wine bottle had become a handy weapon.
It was unclear whether all of this had been prearranged by Chen Yu.
With eyes wide open in fury, the robed man pulled out a dagger and prepared to lunge forward.
The middle-aged man hurriedly stepped in to stop him.
