A call to "stop right there" sent a shock through everyone present.
Those familiar with Chen Baicheng already knew that their boss was very angry. This young man seemed to be in for some trouble.
"Dad..." Chen Mei'Er hurriedly called out. The situation had already spiraled out of her control, and she didn't know what might happen to that idiot next. Even if her dad wanted him dead today, it was entirely possible.
Under everyone's gaze, Xiaofan stopped and turned around.
"If you want to leave here, you must first ask my men if they agree."
As soon as he finished speaking, ten men stood on each side, all looking energetic, tall, and powerful.
"I heard you're pretty good in a fight. Last night, not even eight people could stop you. Now there are twenty—get past them first."
"Dad, they're all your top-notch men. Aren't you being too harsh on him?" Chen Mei'Er knew that these twenty people were on a completely different level from the eight from last night.
