Immediately, Wen Zhu whispered into Brother Qiang's ear, "Brother, that woman at the table is very beautiful, but she has a man—such a pity. You don't know, we used to live in the same room in the Underground City, she's so fair and voluptuous, even I'm envious as a woman."
Since she couldn't share any of her good life with Wen Zhu, Wen Zhu decided to drag her into the mud and let her taste this bitterness.
When Brother Qiang heard Wen Zhu's words, a lecherous gleam appeared in his eyes. He quickly asked, "Which one?"
Wen Zhu glanced towards Gu Pan's table and murmured, "That woman."
Because Wen Zhu spoke softly, Gu Pan and her companions couldn't hear clearly, but Gu Pan could tell they were definitely talking about them—and it wasn't anything good.
Lu Ruisheng also sensed this, but the two were not worried—it was their own turf, what was there to fear?
At that moment, Brother Qiang, followed by his two lackeys, approached.
