Compared to Chu Ge's relaxed and leisurely demeanor, Xiahou Renjie and his group were all gathered outside the hotel, their faces filled with confusion. However, the bruises and wounds on their faces did not add to their ferocity; instead, they appeared somewhat comical and ridiculous.
Xiahou Renjie, the young man who previously wore a white suit and pursued Mu Bingtong, had also suffered the most severe injuries.
Although it was not apparent on the surface, how could Chu Ge possibly let the main culprit off easily? At this moment, Xiahou Renjie was leaning against a roadside trash can, vomiting violently.
"Jie, what should we do now?" The youngest boy in the group approached Xiahou Renjie and asked cautiously.