Before Zhao Meng could take more than a few steps, a tall thug nearby punched him to the ground. Another thug grabbed a bottle of red wine from the table and smashed it on his head, causing wine and blood to spray everywhere.

Zhang Xue and Hao Lingling screamed in fright and backed away quickly. An Yimo, also nervous, clutched Ye Bufan’s arm tightly. Ye Bufan squeezed her hand reassuringly and said mockingly, “Don’t worry, as long as Brother Feng is here, he would protect ...