In the private room, Lin Shuang couldn't be bothered to reply, continuing to sit on the chair, taking big swigs of alcohol and large bites of meat, utterly calm and composed.
"Who's upstairs? Roll down here!" Du Tingchao called out coldly.
"You roll up here; I'm waiting for you upstairs." From the second-floor private room, Lin Shuang's voice resounded.
Shua~! Hearing this, Du Tingchao's expression turned icy! Across the entire expanse of Hai City, there had never been anyone who dared speak to him like this!
"Seeking death!" Du Tingchao snorted coldly and directly led a large group of his subordinates rushing up to the second-floor private room.
"Master Du... there... there's room for discussion..." Dong Yongping was frightened out of his wits and hurriedly stepped forward to soothe him.
"Get lost!" Du Tingchao gave Dong Yongping a brutal kick, knocking him to the ground.
