"What are you doing? Who let you in?" One of the men with a fat head, big ears, and a gold chain asked first.
From the way he dressed and talked, he should not be a good person.
Luo Weili walked up to the man and smiled at him. "I'm sorry, this private room is mine. Please move."
The man immediately sneered. "We were the ones who booked it first. How did it become yours? Are you bullying me because you have more people?"
Luo Weili rubbed his nose. "I'm doing this for your own good. If you don't move, I'll get my brothers to help you."
The man with the gold chain grabbed a bottle. "What do you mean? Are you making trouble? Why don't you go and ask around? I…"
Before he could finish, Luo Weili had already grabbed the cake on the table and slapped it on his face. At the same time, he kicked the man in the chest.