A caged beast plucked up its courage.
Speaking up at a time like this was already a matter of loyalty.
Mao Zaoji seemed as if he hadn't heard, ignoring it and tilting his head back for another swig of liquor.
With the situation having escalated this far, there was no need for him to make another phone call urging them on.
The big brother at the other end surely had already received the news.
Without uttering a word, Mao Zaoji and the rest of the group exchanged uneasy glances, sitting on pins and needles.
Perhaps due to the immense pressure, Du Li, who had been slapped, was biting her lip, her complexion now becoming pale.
Her close female friends at her side no longer offered any comfort.
Time ticked away, second by second.
"Identification."
The police officer, treating everyone equally, reached their table.
"Don't have it."
Mao Zaoji stated, his face devoid of expression.
"You didn't bring it? Then report your identity information."