The obese man's bodyguard first took his companion to the car, then came back to hold him, picked up the pistol on the ground, and got into the car together. The luxury Mercedes-Benz cross-country soon disappeared in front of him.

I turned to go upstairs and saw several waiters and Zhong Lingxuan, Zhong Lingxiu and Zhong Lingxiu staring at me in horror, totally speechless.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"No... Nothing. Zhong Lingxiu shook her head.

"Pass my words to all the waiters. This is a Chinese medicine health center, not a night court. Anyone who wants to pick things up here will call me out. Anyone is the same." I...