At the top floor of the Jun Tian Grand Hotel.
After the three of them, including Xu Fan, entered the hotel, Xu Qiyin's face was ashen; he trembled nonstop, overwhelmed by fear.
In his eyes, Huang Yechun's strength was unfathomable and invincible in the whole world, yet he fell by Xu Fan's sword, slashed in two without being able to handle even a single move.
Then his own body, already ravaged by indulgence in wine and women, was even less of a match for Xu Fan.
I won't really die here, will I?
I can't, my future life is bound to be thrilling and entertaining.
I still have to inherit the vast Xu Family empire, sleep with countless beauties, and enjoy endless glory... I don't want to die here.
With this thought, Xu Qiyin's spirit lifted, and he hurriedly scrambled up, lunging at Qin Haowu. He pressed him against the wall, his eyes bloodshot as he said, "Haowu brother, I have to get out of here. Is there a back door in this hotel? Or somewhere to hide? Tell me quickly, hurry!"