Yin An had a dazed expression on his face when he left the washroom. A while ago, he had expected that deranged drunkard to come over and hit him. Yet in the blink of an eye, before he'd had any time to react, that guy had fallen.
"Little junior brother, is... is leaving him there really all right?" Yin An was worried.
Fang Zhao calmly replied, "It's fine. There are people headed for the washroom; they are the other party's friends."
"How do you know?"
"I heard it."
Yin An: "...All right."
The others didn't notice any difference when Yin An returned. It was already getting late, and someone suggested that it was about time to return to the hotel. Coming out to have fun was fine, but it couldn't be too late. Prof. Carter wouldn't restrict their personal activities as long as they didn't get out of hand. Otherwise, Carter would mercilessly kick them out of the project team.
