"Are you talking to me?" the burly man squinted his eyes, his voice slightly hoarse.
"Don't you have eyes or are you freaking deaf? I'm talking about you, you big buffoon!" Han Xiao, emboldened by alcohol, fearlessly faced the man dressed in slightly faded camouflage, seemingly ready to vent all his frustrations on him.
"Say that again, I dare you!" the burly man growled as he lifted Han Xiao single-handedly. His face twisted ferociously, animating a long scar, exuding an intimidating aura.
The commotion had already attracted a crowd. Fu Xiaoqing saw the disturbance caused by Han Xiao, frowned slightly, stood up, and called the hotel security before heading towards the door.
Chen Yuan, meanwhile, appeared calm and collected, leisurely enjoying his seafood.
Once lifted off the ground, Han Xiao sobered up somewhat. Seeing the menacing expression of the burly man, he began to tremble and stammered, "You... don't mess around... this is Huangtian Hotel."
