Seeing them like this, Zhang Beixing's gaze flickered. He seemed to want to say something but stopped himself. In the end, he said nothing. He just nodded and then started chatting with them about various other trifles.
As it grew late, everyone began to leave one after another. After they had gone, Zhang Beixing sat on the couch, sipped tea for a while, thought about things, and then went to bed. Before long, his long, slow breathing echoed throughout the room. Zhang Beixing slept soundly.
But in Maro, many people were sleepless that night! Foremost among them was the fraternity that Zhang Beixing had unexpectedly assaulted that evening!
"FUCK! Who can tell me what the hell happened tonight?"
"First, Zhang Beixing launches a surprise attack on our bar, kills people, and walks away scot-free."
"Then, the missing Yeli was found in our bar."
"For fuck's sake! Haven't I told you not to lay hands on these celebrities, not to touch them?"
