"A crummy bar, who cares about coming here?"
Qian Shaohang grimaced and huffed, picking up his belongings and quickly left the bar. From that moment, he and these former friends were completely estranged.
"Hmph, scum."
Che Xiaoxiao also pursed her lips, thinking how lucky she was not to have fallen for Qian Shaohang, otherwise her fate now would be unknown.
"Don't get upset over such a scumbag, come on, let's drink. Hao Jian, brother, thank you. We really owe it to you this time." Situ Ming raised his glass to toast Hao Jian.
The mood of the others hadn't changed with Qian Shaohang's departure, on the contrary, they were quite pleased.
Because today they had made friends with Hao Jian, a talented, dignified, and crucially, formidable in fights.
If anyone dared to bully them in the future, they would directly call Hao Jian, and watch him annihilate those people.
