"You have no right to detain me, I will call the police, I really will," Fu Qishan yelled out in loss of control.
But, just as Pei Chenyang had said, she didn't have a mobile phone, any backing, or any means to call the police, let alone the power to bring Pei Chenyang down.
"Time's up, since you refuse the toast, you must drink a penalty," Pei Chenyang's smile faded as he stood up from the chair.
He didn't waste any more time with Fu Qishan, but instead turned around and walked toward the door.
This scene left Fu Qishan somewhat disoriented; it wasn't quite what she had expected.
However, as he reached the doorway, Pei Chenyang stopped but instructed the bodyguards outside.
"Take her back to the original place and release her only when she speaks."
As for the consequences of not speaking, though not explicitly mentioned, Fu Qishan, who had already experienced them first-hand, understood better than anyone.