Side hall.
In the corridor.
Dozens of people crowded around to watch the spectacle.
There were only a few people directly involved: Xu Zhuang and several youths. Fang Shuiling and the others had also come over after being notified by the club manager.
"Oh, Sister Ling," Chen Family's Sixth Child said.
A youth beside him said, "Sister Ling, you came too?"
Another youth said, "He really is your friend? No way, right?"
They had enough judgment to see that Xu Zhuang was dressed ordinarily, even somewhat shabbily, and had nothing particularly remarkable about his bearing. One glance told them he was not someone from their circles. So none of them took him seriously. They figured that even if Fang Shuiling knew him, even if she had really come here to eat with him, they could not be particularly close.
"He is my friend. What about it?" Fang Shuiling said.
Chen Family's Sixth Child tugged at his clothes. "Look, Sister Ling. He did this to me."
Fang Shuiling said calmly, "It is just one dirty outfit. I will compensate you."
"This is not about the clothes. It is about a man's pride!" Chen Family's Sixth Child grumbled. "No need for you to pay, Sister Ling. Stay out of this!"
Fang Shuiling looked at him. "He is a friend I brought here. You are not even giving me face?"
"It is not that I am refusing to give you face. I have been having rotten luck lately, and now someone actually dared to dump bad luck on my head. I would be damned if I let him off!" After a pause, he added, "Sister Ling, our families have been friends for generations. Give me some face today and do not interfere!"
The club owner and executives all fell silent. There was no