The man suddenly remembered the scene of Ye Chen breaking a guy's entire arm in the bar last time; his slightly tipsy head cleared instantly, his legs went weak, and he started begging for mercy on the spot.
And the moment the man shouted the name "Ye Chen," the eyes of the three people on the dance floor lit up at once; they exchanged glances, their eyes full of surprise and delight.
The bear-like guy took a step like he wanted to walk over, but the girl blocked him with her arm.
"Let him finish what's in front of him first."
Ye Chen didn't notice the strange reaction of the three on the dance floor; he kept interrogating the man pinned under him.
"You want me to spare you? Easy. Tell me who sent you, and what that pinhole camera is for. As long as I'm satisfied, I'll let you go. Otherwise, you'll spend your next life stuck in bed."
The man listened to Ye Chen's question and seemed a bit hesitant. Seeing that, Ye Chen reached for his arm, and the guy instantly chickened out.
