Hao Jian rolled his eyes and glared at Jessica, "First off, we just met today and haven't known each other for even an hour, so we're not close, second, I'm a guest and you're a waitress; I've already paid, so I can leave whenever I want, and lastly, Wang Daxiong is your problem, not mine, got it?"
Jessica opened her mouth but didn't know what to say because, although what Hao Jian said wasn't very agreeable, it wasn't wrong either.
Hao Jian then pushed the door intending to leave, but as soon as he opened it, he saw a hulking brute blocking his doorway, over eight feet tall, with leopard eyes and tiger whiskers, his expression fierce as if he were some malevolent deity, glaring at Hao Jian.
In his heart, Hao Jian cursed, "Damn, this guy looks just like Zhang Fei."
Without guessing, Hao Jian knew this man had to be Wang Daxiong, the one Jessica mentioned.
"Huh?" Just as Jessica had said, Wang Daxiong, seeing a strange man emerging from Jessica's room, instantly glared unhappily.
