Sheila knew how dangerous this dark-haired young man who looked harmless in front of her was, so she said in a hurry in a whisper, "Things are not as simple as you think, Lisheng, let's talk upstairs."
"Looks like I won't be able to get through your mind for the time being." Zhang Lisheng shrugged and smiled. "But it's alright. It's just a group of nasty 'bugs' only anyway. It doesn't matter whether I crush them or not if they know how to walk away from me."
Zhang Lisheng walked up to Sheila and followed her to the stairs hidden behind the column in the bar.
At a distance of more than ten steps, the young men and women in the room who did not even realize that they had escaped from their death glared and made fierce expressions towards Zhang Lisheng, but no one dared to block Sheila's path.