Elsewhere.
Zhou Yu, with Mi Lan, Chen Feihu, and others, returned to the lobby on the first floor.
By then, Chen Feihu had already asked all the guests in the hall to leave.
Only Xue Yunxiang and a few of his subordinates remained.
Xue Yunxiang, supported by his men, was half-reclining on a couch.
Seeing Zhou Yu appear, Xue Yunxiang's eyes turned bloodshot with a face full of hatred, roaring incessantly.
"You wait, my dad will bring people here any minute now."
"And then, I'll make sure you experience the meaning of 'wishing for death but unable to die.'"
Zhou Yu sneered and approached Xue Yunxiang.
Looking down at Xue Yunxiang on the couch, he said with a slight smile,
"I have something to tell you."
Xue Yunxiang was taken aback and asked,
"What?"
"If you want to threaten someone, it's best to do so when you're absolutely safe. Otherwise, you're just asking for trouble."
"Like right now..."
As he spoke, Zhou Yu slapped him across the face.
Slap!
