Chapter 841: Chapter 841: Return Tenfold
Outside the private room, Li Feng walked in with a stern expression, his gaze sweeping over the completely inebriated Zhou Zhishan before looking at the man supporting her.
"Who the hell are you to meddle in my business?"
Hou Shaotian looked at Li Feng with displeasure.
Li Feng was wearing a loosely draped bathrobe, with slippers on his feet, as if he had just run out from some bathhouse.
In short, seeing Li Feng dressed like this, it was hard not to think he was a lunatic. After all, who goes out dressed like this?
Li Feng chuckled coldly and directly stepped forward, swinging his hand to slap Hou Shaotian, who was chattering at him.
Slap.
Hou Shaotian was a bit dazed by the slap, and before he could react, the Zhou Zhishan he was supporting was snatched into the other party’s embrace.
"Mmm."
"Who are you? Let go of me, I can still drink, I’m not drunk."
Zhou Zhishan was completely drunk, seeing double as she spoke, exhaling a strong scent of alcohol in Li Feng’s face.
", who are you?"
At this moment, the assistant director of the crew reacted quickest, stepping up in a few strides to support the slapped Hou Shaotian, raising his eyes to look at Li Feng with disdain.
"Let go of Zhou Zhishan immediately. I’m telling you, no matter who you are, you won’t get away with this tonight. You even dared to burst into our private room and hit someone, what gall you have."
"Feng Shao."
Liu Xuan, who was held by Wen Ruoyun on a chair, suddenly pushed Wen Ruoyun away, stood up swiftly and ran to Li Feng’s side.
"Feng Shao, luckily you arrived just in time. They ganged up to make Zhishan drink and even attempted to take advantage of her."
Liu Xuan had made the call; when she sensed something was wrong, she called Li Feng directly. Her phone was on the whole time, and everything said at the table was heard by Li Feng.
"I heard it all."
Liu Xuan’s action made the director and assistant director exchange a glance, roughly understanding this person’s identity.
He was the so-called protector behind Zhou Zhishan and Liu Xuan.
But this person seemed unfamiliar.
He didn’t seem to be from the industry.
"Hmm, so you’re the backing for Zhou Zhishan and Liu Xuan? Dude, you seem a bit unfamiliar, what field are you in?"
"Do you know who you just hit?"
Li Feng responded with an ’oh.’
Opposite him, the assistant director, using borrowed authority, looked at Li Feng: "I’m telling you, you just hit Hou Shao from Jin City."
"Hou Shao?"
Li Feng pondered for a moment.
The assistant director saw Li Feng frown slightly, thinking he recognized Hou Shaotian’s fame.
Humph, good if you know.
Just afraid you don’t know.
"That’s right, Jin City’s Hou Shao. His family has officials in high places. In the entertainment industry, who dares not to give Hou Shao some respect."
"If Hou Shao took a liking to Zhou Zhishan, that’s her good fortune. Actresses like her are a dime a dozen in the entertainment business."
"If she can climb onto Hou Shao’s level, it’s not only beneficial to her but also to you."
"You wouldn’t oppose Hou Shao just for a woman, right? If not, apologize to Hou Shao."
The assistant director had a smug demeanor, a know-it-all in the industry.
Just an actress, to them she’s merely a plaything. If trading her could secure more resources, so be it.
There’s nothing significant about that.
He had seen plenty of such cases.
On the side, Hou Shaotian spat out a mouthful of blood-tinged saliva, his tongue pushing against his cheek, visibly angry.
He coldly glared at Li Feng.
If Li Feng didn’t give him an explanation today, this wouldn’t pass.
This wasn’t something that could be solved by giving him these two women willingly.
Li Feng looked at the furious Hou Shaotian.
"I heard you like drinking, also forcing others to drink punishment shots."
After saying that, Li Feng turned to the waiter: "Go, bring me a case of Feitian."
"Go get it!"
The director of the crew nodded to the dumbfounded waiter, and in no time, a case of Feitian was brought in, opened up on the table, with all six unopened bottles arranged.
Hou Shaotian sneered as he saw these six bottles of Feitian.
"Heh, if you can down these six bottles of Feitian in one go, I, Hou Shaotian, will respect you as a real man. If you drink them, I can overlook the slap you gave me just now."
"But, these two women, I want them. Let me enjoy them for a few days, and when I’m tired of them, I’ll return them to you."
"Open them all, pour them into cups."
Li Feng didn’t answer; instead, he coldly told the waiter.
The waiter felt a chill crawl up his spine as he opened all six bottles of Feitian and filled up thirty cups, lining them up on the table.
"Why only thirty cups? Not enough, go open another case for me."
Li Feng instructed the waiter again.
Hou Shaotian laughed coldly as he looked at Li Feng. Was this guy seriously challenging him? A case of Feitian poured into thirty cups, two cases meant sixty cups. That much alcohol down would even kill a drinking god.
Moreover, Feitian had a fiery strength of fifty-three degrees.
"What does this guy want to do?"
"Hmm, what else but to flaunt. He’s trying to intimidate with this tactic, but it’s ridiculous."
"These cups, let alone all, even if he can down ten of them, he’d have a hard skull."
Each of these cups held at least two shots, and Feitian’s potency was undeniable. Slowly drinking two bottles might be fine, but attempting twelve in one sitting would defeat even a Daluo Immortal, warranting a direct emergency call.
You’d easily end up with a perforated stomach.
Soon, sixty cups filled with Feitian’s fiery strength were laid out.
Li Feng glanced at Hou Shaotian: "You made my woman drink six cups; I want you to repay tenfold. Drink them, and I’ll let you off for today."
Within the private room, the atmosphere stiffened.
The director and assistant director looked at Li Feng. What did this guy say just now?
He actually suggested tenfold repayment, telling Hou Shao to drink all that hard liquor.
Hou Shaotian also raised his eyes toward Li Feng.
"Is your brain not right? You dress like a freak and expect me to drink?"
"Heh, a joke."
"You should be the one drinking, and even if I let you off, that would mean I’m letting you off."
"What the hell are you, trying to act tough with me."
Hou Shaotian walked up, his finger jabbing at Li Feng’s chest.
At that moment.
Li Feng moved like lightning, grabbing Hou Shaotian’s pointed finger.
"Hiss!"
Hou Shaotian took a sharp breath. Under reverse joint pressure, his knee buckled, and he knelt before Li Feng.
Li Feng looked down at Hou Shaotian.
"I didn’t say it wrong, and you heard it right. This punishment drink must be drunk today, whether you want to or not."
Just then, the sound of leather shoes clacking came from outside the private room, causing everyone to look towards the door, where a group of people in black suits swarmed in.
"Hou Shaotian."