"Rong Yingjiu, should we just let them go like this?"
Deng Wu stepped forward, asking Rong Yingjiu in a low voice by his ear.
Fueled by his initiative, other lackeys also gathered around, offering various false sympathies.
They had remained silent while watching Rong Yingjiu swallow his anger earlier, only appearing after Ning Fan had left, which infuriated Rong Yingjiu.
"Where the hell were you earlier?!"
Today, Rong Yingjiu had lost face in a big way, but fortunately, those present were all his own people. Had outsiders witnessed this incident, it would have turned into a joke among his enemies in the circle tonight.
Rong Yingjiu unleashed a torrent of abuse at Deng Wu and the others; he had held back for a long time and was nearly bursting with frustration. He had never suffered such humiliation.
Now that Ning Fan had left, he dared to vent, releasing all his displeasure on Deng Wu and his entourage.
