Debt Seeking or Revenge?

When the red-faced man stood at the door of the private room, the music inside suddenly stopped. The red-faced man was wearing a very nice suit. He was about six feet tall, had a big stature, and had an honest and hardworking demeanor. He instantly blocked the entire private room’s door. But even though the delinquents in the private room paused momentarily at the red-faced man’s size, they had strength in numbers, and stood up together. They held beer bottles in their hand, and looked as if they were ready to make quick work of the red-faced man.

"Oh no?!" Zhao Yu was so agitated he nearly jumped up. How could he sit around when the chance to show off had nearly been stolen from him? He caught up to the red-faced man within a few strides and stood next to him, then bumped him right to the side with a twist of his hip, taking the other’s spot at the door.