Zheng Hao hurriedly left with those people, saying nothing along the way, his face gloomy, wearing a murderous look, so no one else in the car dared to make a sound, fearing that they might provoke his wrath and Young Master's rage would turn on them.
Zheng Hao was indeed angry, furious to the extreme, but he couldn't vent his anger on Li Yifei; the fact that the other party had let them go was already a favor.
But he couldn't suppress his anger, so when they arrived at a private club, Zheng Hao got out of the car, grabbed an iron rod, and walked straight towards one of the cars. This car was the businessman's sports car, a Cayenne, and the businessman and the two underling brothers who had kneeled were inside. The three had whispered a bit on the way, guessing Li Yifei's identity and what Zheng Hao might do next.
