Matilda Jenkins had her eyes wide open, forgetting even to cry, as she watched Nathaniel York nonchalantly bash a fat man's head with a bottle of wine.
The fat man, too, was so shocked that he remained dumbfounded, blood slowly oozing from his forehead.
The others in the private room came out of their shock and all stood up, pointing and yelling at Nathaniel York.
Nathaniel York took his wallet from his pocket, pulled out a thick stack of banknotes, and scattered them casually, "For the medical expenses."
The red banknotes fell slowly from the air like scattered flower petals.
Nathaniel York dragged Matilda Jenkins out, leaving behind a bunch of bewildered people.
Nathaniel York brought Matilda Jenkins downstairs, snorting coldly, "In front of me, you keep falling, how did you become such a coward just now?"