Ling Zhenfei slapped Wei Damin on the head, knocking him unconscious. The pen was still embedded in Wei Damin's leg, blood slowly oozing out.

This was Wei Damin's punishment. Even if the pen were removed, Wei Damin's leg was probably ruined. Ling Zhenfei, being a doctor, could tell most accurately. There was no hope for Wei Damin's leg; this was his lesson.

"Let's get out of here."

He walked out of the room with Zhuo Yue, the corridor brightly lit, with sounds of people drinking and chatting occasionally emanating from the rooms on either side.

"There are quite a few Sharks around here. If we get spotted, escaping won't be easy."

By now, Zhuo Yue was already considering how to leave. Being an undercover journalist, she knew when to stay and when danger was imminent—now was such a critical time.

"You seem a bit scared, don' you?"

From Zhuo Yue's words, Ling Zhenfei could sense a tremble in her voice, as if she were scared. This was nothing like when they had arrived earlier.

"I'm not scared, I just feel it's quite dangerous for us to be here. The sooner we leave, the better."

Zhuo Yue denied being afraid, but her steps quickened as they left.

"So, how much stuff did you get from Wei Damin's computer?"

"A lot of stuff, lots of things we wouldn't even dare to think about."

Zhuo Yue spoke without looking away, but since she mentioned it, the contents on Wei Damin's computer must be extremely important, important enough to scare Zhuo Yue.

When they reached the corridor entrance, the four bodyguards were still unconscious, leaning against the walls on both sides of the entrance. These men hadn't moved, which meant they hadn't been discovered yet.

The two walked back into the hall as if nothing happened. Inside, the hall was still a scene of bizarre chaos, driven by the effects of Long Mixiang, causing the entrapped individuals to remain in an excited state.

As Ling Zhenfei walked through the hall, he quickly felt something was off. The previously noisy hall had somehow quietened down, and the people inside were all looking at them.

"Why are they all staring at us?"

Zhuo Yue was terribly frightened by the looks from the people around her, not understanding what had happened.

"Of course, they're looking at us. You're a monster in their eyes right now. Who else would they look at?"

Zhuo Yue looked around and said, "Then what do we do, does this mean we've been exposed?"

"Whether we're exposed or not, leaving as quickly as possible is the right move."

The two quickened their pace towards the main entrance, but were then stopped by a person wearing an Owl mask who blocked their way.

"Brother, I see you haven't enjoyed yourself enough. How about we swap companions?"

The man gestured toward a woman behind him, followed by several other women.

"Sorry, but I only fancy this one. I'm not swapping anyone," Ling Zhenfei said as he pulled Zhuo Yue tightly into his arms, proclaiming his authority.

"I'm now offering four women for your one. You must swap her, it is a rule of the Imperial Palace Club here, that the women belong to everyone."

"What if I just don't swap?"

Ling Zhenfei obviously wouldn't trade Zhuo Yue, as he didn't care whether the Imperial Palace Club really had such a rule.

"Kid, I suggest you just make the exchange, you won't be at a loss." Before Owl could speak, another man wearing a mouse mask approached, clearly aiming for Zhuo Yue.

With the approach of the man in the mouse mask, several other people approached, apparently planning to gang up.

"There are so many of you, let me discuss this with my woman." Ling Zhenfei feigned a scared expression and said in a pretend manner.

"Unexpectedly, you're quite popular, how about I swap you with them?"

Ling Zhenfei whispered teasingly in Zhuo Yue's ear, only to be pinched harshly by Zhuo Yue, "If you want to swap, let's swap, but neither of us will live through it."

"Oh, I'm terribly sorry, my woman said she doesn't want to swap for you old monsters, saying you guys are not up to par."

"Kid, who are you calling old monsters?" Owl clenched his fist and said to Ling Zhenfei angrily.

Ling Zhenfei's words hit right where it hurt, as the man indeed looked old and ugly, and Ling Zhenfei's Perspective Eye had already clearly seen the man's face. Thus, when Ling Zhenfei called him old and ugly, it immediately angered him.

"I'm sorry, please don't misunderstand, I didn't say you were old and ugly, I meant all of you are old and ugly!"

Ling Zhenfei's words were extremely audacious, offending everyone with just one sentence. The people around surged forward angrily.

"Kill him, kill him!"

A crowd yelled and rushed towards Ling Zhenfei, swinging their fists at him.

When someone blocked Ling Zhenfei's exit, he knew that fighting was inevitable today, both for himself and for Zhuo Yue.

Ling Zhenfei placed Zhuo Yue behind him, fearing Zhuo Yue would get hurt.

All the members of the Imperial Palace Club were wealthy and influential people who were not young and seldom exercised, let alone fought with others. It was only the scent of Long Mixiang that had stimulated their hormones and stirred their aged hearts.

How could they be a match for Ling Zhenfei? If it really came to blows, these people would not even be able to touch Ling Zhenfei's clothes and within a few moves, several of them were already beaten down by Ling Zhenfei.

Although the scuffle lasted only a short time, it still caught the attention of the club's security guards. Right after it ended, several people rushed out from one of the passageways and arrived beside Ling Zhenfei.

"What's going on here, what happened?"

One of them, a hefty Fatty who seemed to be the team leader, looked surprised at the people lying on the ground, and asked Ling Zhenfei.

"These people blocked my way, even dared to ask me to leave my woman with them. What sort of people do they think they are, could my woman be left with them? They unexpectedly attacked me, and I knocked them down, it was that simple."

Ling Zhenfei suddenly thought of many ways to answer, but ultimately decided to take a risk, as the saying goes, fortune favors the bold.

"He's lying! He broke the club's rules by not swapping women with us, quick, arrest him!" Owl, lying on the ground and in pain, yelled to Fatty.

Ling Zhenfei kicked the man with the Owl mask in the face, knocking off his mask with a single kick. Behind the Owl mask was indeed an old and ugly face, but now he couldn't speak, his mouth full of blood and his jaw kicked off.

Ling Zhenfei dared to strike in front of the Imperial Palace Club's guards, and now no one on the ground dared to speak, with Owl being an example for them.

"Hey, what are you doing? We're already here and you're still throwing punches. Don't you take us seriously at all?" Fatty stared fiercely at Ling Zhenfei, somewhat angry.

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