When Yan Fei reached the entrance of a restaurant, he got off and locked his bike, not waiting for the two exhausted guys panting like dead dogs behind him, and entered on his own. Once inside, he asked a waiter for directions and then headed upstairs to push open the door of a small private room.
The restaurant wasn't very big, its decor was just average, and the sound insulation wasn't great either. As soon as Yan Fei pushed the door open, the already noisy corridor got even louder.
A group of rowdy people inside were puzzled by the arrival of a stranger. Someone close to the door instinctively asked, "What are you doing here?"
Yan Fei glanced at the few people in the room and focused on a man in his thirties with a bossy demeanor and asked, "Are you Brother Da Fei?"
"Kid, what are you talking about? Be polite when you're talking to Brother Da Fei," someone immediately snapped from the side.
