"I also have my own unspeakable difficulties. I can't just talk about everything. I've already told you so much, you should be satisfied," Jiang Hui yelled.

"How ridiculous, how do I know how much of what you just said is true? Maybe all of it is false."

"Then you should let me go, at least you shouldn't bully me anymore. I've already told you a lot," Jiang Hui argued.

"Fine, you tell me half, I'll let you off half. There are so many services here; you just do half for me," Ling Zhenfei said with a sneer.

"What do you mean 'half'? How should I know?" Jiang Hui seemed to think of something, and her face suddenly turned red.

In fact, Ling Zhenfei didn't want to do anything to Jiang Hui, and he liked even less to force people to do anything, but Jiang Hui was too detestable. In order to film his video, she told all sorts of lies, unwilling to admit anything when discovered.

If he didn't teach Jiang Hui a lesson, who knew what methods she would use against him next time? As long as she got something unfavorable about him on the internet, it would deal a fatal blow to Ling Zhenfei.

"What are you going to do?" Jiang Hui's expression was panicked, as if she had thought of something, but by then it was already too late.

"We'll call it even with today's incident. Here's a word of advice, don't try anything with me again. If there is a next time, I definitely won't let you off,"

After Ling Zhenfei finished speaking, he didn't bother Jiang Hui anymore. He had never figured out Jiang Hui's identity. Since she dared not call Top Paparazzi, she definitely wasn't one, indicating her identity information was fake.

Ling Zhenfei put his mask back on and then walked out of the private room, where several young men were chatting at the doorway. Seeing Ling Zhenfei come out, the young master greeted him with a grin, "How was it, brother, was it great?"

Ling Zhenfei nodded, "Absolutely fantastic."

The young master chuckled, "Since it's like that, then you pay up."

"Pay? For what?" Ling Zhenfei feigned surprise.

The young guys laughed, "What do you mean 'for what'? Do you think playing with girls comes free? "

Ling Zhenfei laughed, "What I wanted was a waitress to serve drinks, not a girl. Why should I pay?"

The men were stunned when Ling Zhenfei said this, and the young master angrily said, "Kid, are you fucking crazy? Played with a girl and don't want to pay? Do you have a death wish?"

"Of course, I want to live, but I just want to clarify. No one asked for money when I came in."

The young master was furious, "Goddammit, kid, do you know whose turf this is? This is Brother Teng's turf; do you have a death wish?"

Ling Zhenfei knew he had come to the right place when he heard this.

"How come I've had enough at Brother Teng's place? Tell me, who is Brother Teng, and is he powerful?"

"Kid, I don't want to fall out with you. If you don't want to die, just pay up. Everything's negotiable if you pay. If you don't, I won't let you leave this lobby today."

"Really? You have that capability? Let's do this: I know Brother Teng, take me to see him. After I meet him, Brother Teng might not only not take my money, but he might even pay me."

Upon hearing Ling Zhenfei's words, the men all started to laugh, "Kid, you coming to Zhenhua Nightclub to stir things up? Our boss would know you? Fat chance."

Ling Zhenfei sighed, "If you don't believe me, then I can't help that. Don't make it hard for me; just take me to see your Brother Teng. I'll pay him however much he wants."

The men looked at Ling Zhenfei saying this so earnestly. They exchanged glances, and one of them said, "Alright, since you said so, I'll trust you once, but I must warn you, our boss has a bad temper. If you're looking to have fun, it's not the place."

"Don't worry, once I see your Brother Teng, I'll take responsibility for whatever happens."

"Alright, then follow me."

The two men took Ling Zhenfei upstairs to a room, where they knocked on the door.

"Come in," said a man from inside, his voice booming like a bell—a sure sign he carried an air of authority.

After the man spoke, the people at the door opened it and walked in.

"Brother Teng, there's this guy who wouldn't pay, and he claimed he knew you. He insisted we bring him here to see you."

"Then let him in," Brother Teng said, and Ling Zhenfei was led into the office.

Normally, if the two knew each other, they would have been very excited. However, upon meeting, they were both somewhat stunned.

Brother Teng's bewilderment was understandable—he couldn't recall who Ling Zhenfei was or where he had seen him before.

Ling Zhenfei was stunned to see Brother Teng like this, chiefly because he hadn't expected Brother Teng to have only one arm.

"Li Hao, Brother Teng, do you remember me?" Ling Zhenfei immediately greeted Brother Teng with feigned enthusiasm.

Brother Teng was even more confused upon hearing this. "Li Hao, Li Hao, you've changed so much I can barely recognize you. Who are you?"

Ling Zhenfei pretended to be angry, "Brother Teng, you really forget your old friends. I am Old Zhang, your middle school classmate." As soon as Ling Zhenfei finished speaking, Brother Teng and the others were stunned.

The two young men who had brought Ling Zhenfei up were also dumbfounded. "Boss, didn't you drop out of elementary school? When did you ever have a middle school classmate?"

Brother Teng's expression also changed, "Kid, I never attended middle school. What middle school classmates? Who are you trying to bond with here?"

Ling Zhenfei hadn't expected that Brother Teng hadn't even attended middle school, and quickly corrected himself, "I got it wrong, we were elementary school classmates."

"Go to hell, kid. Are you playing me? Since when did I have a classmate like you?" Brother Teng clearly wasn't one to be easily fooled.

Ling Zhenfei laughed, "Old classmate, you're really unforgiving. So I mistook middle school for elementary school; do you need to be so angry?"

"Kid, are you here to mess around? I think you shouldn't leave; just stay here with me."

As soon as Brother Teng said this, the two young men quickly blocked the main door, obviously fearing Ling Zhenfei might try to run away.

Ling Zhenfei sneered at this sight, "Relax, you don't need to be tense. I wasn't planning on running anyway."

Brother Teng sized up Ling Zhenfei, careful not to underestimate him. On his own turf, a man who still dared to laugh and jest was surely not simple; Brother Teng felt a hint of fear exuding from Ling Zhenfei.

"Kid, who are you, and what do you want?"

Ling Zhenfei made himself comfortable by sitting down in the chair in front of the desk, which greatly shocked Brother Teng and the others. To them, it was practically a death wish.

"You're Brother Teng, right?" Ling Zhenfei asked.

"That's right, I am Brother Teng. Who exactly are you?" Brother Teng looked at Ling Zhenfei, a look of surprise on his face.

Ling Zhenfei laughed, "Never mind who I am. I have come today to ask you a few questions."

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