A fire burned in Bo Yan's body.
He gave Second Young Master Mu a good beating.
Although Second Young Master Mu had fainted, it could not put out the growing fire inside of him.
It was burning ragingly, as if it was going to burn his heart into ashes.
He left the hotel.
After he got onto the taxi, he took out a cigarette from the pocket of his pants.
The driver saw that his arm was still bleeding and then up at Bo Yan's expression that was so dark he looked like a demon from hell. The driver thought he was a wicked criminal and trembled with fear. "S-Sir, I'm not taking in passengers for tonight."
Bo Yan lowered his head and lit the cigarette.
After exhaling a mouthful of smoke, he looked at the driver and told him the address he wanted to go.
When the driver saw that he was going to an upscale district, he did not dare say anything more and sped off.
