"It's not your fault, you don't need to blame yourself." Lin Feng waved his hand, chuckling carefreely. "Your fighting skills aren't bad, it's just that you were too drunk... Just don't drink too much next time. You should know, alcohol doesn't mix well with business!"
Xie Nan flushed again. He didn't particularly like alcohol, but tonight he was in high spirits, especially since it's uncommon to meet a rich and easy target like Long Xiaoyun...
"Alright, alright... Brother Feng, Brother Nan was just happy today, let's not dwell on it..." The 'easy target,' Long Xiaoyun, chuckled, trying to smooth things over.
Lin Feng didn't intend to pursue the matter. Besides, Xie Nan got injured partly because he hadn't stepped in to help, so Lin Feng naturally didn't say any more.
