Ye Chen finally walked out of Sicily at five in the morning, supported by the two men.
Not a single person still inside Sicily, staff included, dared to approach. They could all tell that Ye Chen was no ordinary man.
Ye Chen collapsed weakly into the back seat.
"That bartender... Did you catch him?"
His voice was feeble, but his eyes brimmed with murderous intent.
"Well... Hall Master, that man... is gone."
Ye Chen weakly turned his head and stared expressionlessly at A-Tai.
A-Tai shivered all over. He felt the killing intent radiating from Ye Chen—icy, furious, venomous, a tangle of emotions.
"I asked around. He's a local. I've already sent the guys to look into his address. We'll find him soon!"
A-Tai hurriedly added, but none of them knew that Lin Ao had already arranged every possible escape route for the bartender. His whole family was probably almost in Jianghai by now. The bartender was also the sort who knew when to take advice.
"What about the video?"
Ye Chen asked again. What he cared about most right now was that video. If Joanna saw it, he'd never be able to show his face in front of her again.
"Don't worry about that. It's been taken care of. Everything's been destroyed. It absolutely won't get out. The guys from tonight will keep their mouths shut. Not a bit of what happened tonight will leak."
A-Tai could guarantee that it wouldn't get out. He'd already warned all his men.
Ye Chen nodded. This was the one thing that absolutely couldn't go wrong.
"Let's head back. And find a private doctor while we're at it."
He was extremely weak now. He'd been badly battered, both physically and emotionally.
"Right, I need the information on those two men from tonight. Make the