Qin Feng had already downed more than a dozen bottles of red wine lately, and not just any wine—top-shelf Remy Martin and XO, all comped by the bar.
The bar owner rushed over as soon as he heard about it, and after hearing his staff's account, immediately ordered everyone to treat Qin Feng like a living god.
Anyone who dared mess with Shenn Hu was way out of his league.
Qin Feng put down his wine glass, shot Shenn Hu a sly grin, and said, "Master Hu, you finally made it!"
If you just heard his tone, you'd think they were old pals catching up.
The two bodyguards behind Shenn Hu had faces like bulldogs, heads shaved clean, and their right hands were wrapped in jackets—they were clearly holding something nasty, and definitely not the friendly type.
They'd just listened to Shenn Hu hype up Qin Feng to the heavens, and didn't buy a word—so they'd come to see for themselves.
