Having downed a bottle of strong liquor, Yang Yifeng remained energetic, already gathering the attention of nearly the entire room. At this moment, his actions caught the eyes of almost everyone as they followed his swift strides.
Yifeng moved quickly, crossing the entire dance floor in a blink and heading towards a booth on the opposite side.
There, a few men in black seemed to be entangling themselves with a heavily made-up woman, who was clearly annoyed yet unable to outmatch the men and looked desperately anxious.
Suddenly, one of the men burst into cursing, "Fuck your mother, you bumped into me just now and got my clothes all wet with booze. Do you really think you're walking away from this?!"
The man sported a thick chevron mustache and his face was flushed with red, but when he saw Yumo and her fiery figure and perfect face, a sleazy intent instantly crept onto his face.