"So you do speak Chinese" he chuckled, "then why did you pretend not to?" Wang Xiaoqiang glanced at the door of the private room, which was slightly ajar. At that moment, a clutter of footsteps could be heard from the hallway outside the door.
Wang Xiaoqiang gripped the leg of the gambling table with his right hand and heaved it upward. Instantly, the three-meter-long and one-and-a-half-meter-wide gambling table was lifted single-handedly, and amid Miyazaki Yuki's slightly bewildered gaze, Wang Xiaoqiang forcefully tossed the table toward the door of the private room. The long table flew through the air and crashed against the door of the room, blocking it perfectly without deviation.
Then, Wang Xiaoqiang chuckled coldly as he stood and walked toward Miyazaki Yuki.
Miyazaki Yuki remained seated, immobile, her normally impassive face now showing signs of panic.