Did that even need asking? Feng Jun smiled faintly and answered in a low voice, "There's an eighty or ninety percent chance it was someone from Penglai Grand Hotel."
"Damn," Wang Haifeng said, instantly putting the pieces together. He grinned and gave a thumbs-up. "That's one deep scheme you've got there."
"No scheme," Feng Jun replied solemnly. "The hotel lobby manager came looking for me earlier and wanted to waive my bill... Do I look like the kind of person who takes petty advantages?"
At this point, the situation took a dramatic turn. Penglai Grand Hotel had actually stepped in forcefully.
The hotel knew perfectly well that Feng Jun was not short on money. They could not pressure him, and he had the means to publicize the matter.
So they could only coordinate with the Police Bureau and do their best to suppress the incident—if it was reported in Yang City today, the police might not care much and suffer no consequences, but Penglai's reputation would be ruined.
In the service industry, reputation mattered most. The hotel had competitors in Yang City, so what if someone took advantage of this to stir up trouble?
Penglai Grand Hotel was a four-star establishment, and its owner had considerable influence. What had happened to Feng Jun was not particularly major by Yang City standards, so the next day, Feng Jun was actually able to leave the Police Bureau with his four pieces of jade.
Of course, the matter could not simply be closed like that. Although Feng Jun had acted in self-defense, he had still seriously injured three people. The police wanted him to leave a security deposit before going.
This time, Feng Jun flatly refused to leave any deposit. "I was robbed, and you want me to post a deposit? Is this