The after-effects of vodka were strong. Lily Turner had just downed several glasses in a row. Although she had leaned back on the sofa to rest for a mont, she didn't find much relief. Her head was now spinning, and she felt completely muddled.
"You shaless woman! How dare you step on ! Let's see how I'll deal with you once I catch you." The man, who had taken a solid kick, was furious. Ignoring the pain in his foot, he got up imdiately and chased after her, shouting loudly as he pursued.
Lily Turner glanced back at the man chasing her, and her heart skipped a beat. She leaned against the wall and quickened her pace to move forward. Due to the drunkenness, she was already in a haze, and being shocked by the drunken man made her head even dizzier.
At this mont, she couldn't even tell directions. She was just walking forward by instinct.
"You shaless woman! Stop right there!"
The man was closing in fast, and seeing this, Lily panicked. Just as the man was about to catch up to her, she pushed open the nearby private room door and dashed inside, imdiately locking it from the inside after entering.
Bam!
The sudden sound abruptly cut off the laughter in the room.
Several pairs of eyes swept towards the woman who had suddenly barged in. Soone asked, "Who called for this young lady?"
Hearing the man's voice behind her, Lily instinctively turned around to look inside. It was then she realized the room had people in it—more than one—four imposing n sitting on the grand sofa, all looking at her with puzzlent.
"I'm sorry, gentlen, outside there's..."
Bam! Bam! Bam!
"You shaless woman! Open the door for !"
Just as Lily was about to explain to the n in the private room why she had barged in, the drunken man outside started kicking the door, shouting loudly as he did so.
"Who the hell is so reckless as to dare kick our door? Do they have a death wish?"
Neither Lily Turner nor the drunken man kicking the door would have imagined that the four n in the private room were the famous Four Young Masters of Fla Country. Walking towards the door was the fourth master, Thomas Fisher.
Seeing soone approaching, Lily instinctively moved aside to make way for Thomas at the door. But in less than a second, she imdiately stepped back to her original position, spreading her arms to block the advancing man. "Don't go out. That man outside is heavyset; you're no match for him."
She glanced at the man before her. Although he was tall, he was sowhat slender, whereas the man outside was as fat and greasy as they ca. Her first impression was that the man inside wouldn't stand a chance against the one outside.
"I'm no match for him?"
With disdain, Thomas Fisher snorted coldly, reached out, and quickly yanked Lily out of the way. His move was swift and forceful, and without any warning, she lost her balance and stumbled backward.
"Be careful!"
A warning sounded from behind her, and Lily fell into a solid embrace. Once she'd steadied herself, she instinctively turned to look at the man who caught her. A familiar, stern face abruptly filled her vision.
"It's you?!"
Upon seeing the man who held her, Lily's expression imdiately turned less favorable.
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