Zhou Wudie woke up.
No sooner had they both stood up than Broken Nine Blades walked in from outside the room, his usual stern expression unchanged, as if his cheeks were made of iron, forever void of any expression. Since Li Xiaoqiang had met Broken Nine Blades, he had never seen any expression on his face.
Upon seeing Broken Nine Blades, Li Xiaoqiang also walked up to him and stared at him, saying, "Were we eventually saved by someone?"
Broken Nine Blades nodded and replied, "Yes, we're all right now. Alright, you must be hungry, come on, let's go eat."
So, the two of them went out, and only then did Li Xiaoqiang realize that it was a high-end hotel.
Broken Nine Blades waved at everyone, and then they all sat down to eat. During the meal, these guys were drinking large bowls of alcohol and eating meat with big chops, truly embodying the gallant spirit of heroic figures.
Li Xiaoqiang also integrated into the group, chatting, drinking, and eating meat with them.