Outside the door, dozens of soldiers entered the restroom, warning the two to stop immediately.
Seeing this, Su Mo knew that Lu Jin couldn't have any accidents today. She yelled at Lu Chen, "Lu Chen, that's enough, let's go back."
The man finally slammed a fierce punch into his own abdominal wound and then stopped.
He stood straight up. The killing intent on his body slightly subdued when he met Su Mo's eyes. He walked over to Zhao Changsheng's side and gently took Su Mo as if he were handling a fragile glass cup.
Lu Jin lay there, letting the blood from his abdomen flow, his eyes hollow and lifeless.
It wasn't until Geng Jiang heard and came. He directed several soldiers to take him away.
Lu Chen didn't care whether the banquet had ended or not, nor did he care about the outcome; he quickly left with his people.
Zhao Changsheng followed closely, his eyes glued to Su Mo. However, before she could get into the car, Lu Chen floored the accelerator and left.