"What's up, is there a problem?"
Xiao Yi frowned, feeling not the slightest bit of affection for these drunken fools who were nothing more than second-generation rich kids. Chen Jianguo and Liu Yuan were still waiting for him to return to their room to drink, and he certainly didn't want to waste his breath on these idiots.
"Is there a problem? That's something we should be asking you, right? Kid, what are you up to, sneaking around here like that?"
Once they recognized Xiao Yi's face, the group of second-generation rich kids suddenly became excited. They were already three rounds into their drinks, feeling a bit tipsy, and had just heard from Li Ziming about this guy being from the same university, daring to stand up to Li Ziming. They were considering giving him a hard time later, but they hadn't expected him to fall into their lap so soon.
The kid whom Xiao Yi had called a waiter at the entrance was the first to step forward with a sneer on his face.
