"What do you want?" Swallowing hard, Shen Tianbing's expression turned extremely ugly.
Xia Liang glanced at Shen Tianbing's ruined suit and asked nonchalantly, "About your clothes... do you still need me to pay for them?"
"No, no, not at all!" Shen Tianbing said, waving his hands dismissively. He then turned to the stunned server nearby. "You can leave." How could he possibly dare to ask for compensation now? The server scurried away.
"Now, there's one more thing..." Xia Liang continued.
Shen Tianbing's face went white. He knew what Xia Liang meant. He was about to start negotiating when he realized Xia Liang had already begun counting down from three.
Before Xia Liang could even finish the first number, Shen Tianbing dropped to his knees and kowtowed several times. He knew that his dignity was nothing compared to his life.
While he was on the floor, Xia Liang took the opportunity to pull out a piece of paper and scribbled something on it.
