"Sir, you've already had several drinks. This is the strongest tequila. If you drink any more, you'll get drunk..."

The young male waiter glanced at him with some concern, but didn't rush to pour the drink.

Upon hearing this, Mu Nanxun slightly raised his eyelids, took out a thick wad of RMB from his wallet, slammed it on the bar counter with a "bang," and said in a deep voice,

Is that enough?

Then, he tapped the bar heavily with his long, slender fingers.

"Pour the wine..."

The waiter looked somewhat embarrassed. "Sir, you've really had too much to drink. Should I send someone to pick you up and take you home?"

"Enough talk, pour the wine!"

Mu Nanxun's face darkened, and he took out a black card from his wallet and slammed it heavily on the bar!

"If you don't want to work here anymore, I can grant your wish. Or, do you not even want to stay in Philadelphia anymore?!"

This statement is brimming with a sense of threat.

The waiter felt a chill; in front of this kind of person, he was nothing more than an ant. If he were to lift a finger, he certainly wouldn't be able to stay in Philadelphia. He had no choice but to obediently pour another glass of the strongest tequila into Mu Nanxun's glass.

Mu Nanxun picked up the cup, tilted his head back, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Brother Xun, why are you drinking alone again? Uncle Mu and Sister Wenya are very worried about you. Come on, let's go home."

Xia Bingqing, wearing an extremely short red bodycon skirt, revealed her long, straight legs to Mu Nanxun when she sat down on the high stool.

Several men around her stared intently at the woman's full and extremely alluring buttocks, swallowing hard.

Mu Nanxun didn't even lift his eyelids, continuing to drink his wine.

Xia Bingqing looked a little embarrassed. Even after so much time had passed, Mu Nanxun still treated her as if she didn't exist, as if he couldn't see her or hear her.

Mu Nanxun pursed his lips, remaining silent, clutching the ring in his hand, trying to sense the last remaining trace of Yi Yi's presence.

The men nearby exchanged glances, whistling as they slowly gathered around Xia Bingqing.

"Hey beautiful, this guy's so clueless. You're just throwing yourself at him. Unlike us guys, we're so good at undressing, right?"

The man in the lead, wearing a floral shirt, smiled, his darting eyes scanning the woman up and down, and he reached out to hook her chin...

Xia Bingqing seemed startled and waved her hands repeatedly, trying to shoo away those people like flies.

"You, your filthy hands, don't touch me! Stay away from me! Get out of here!"

The man in the floral shirt took a glass of strong liquor from the waiter, looking like a thug.

"Get lost... Where do you want me to roll around, little girl? How about we roll around together on the bed, rolling around and around... Hahaha..."

Another man in a turban nudged the man in the floral shirt with his elbow and whispered something in his ear.

"Brother, look at this chick's figure, she has everything you could want, tsk tsk, those breasts, those long legs. Don't let her current resistance fool you, after a glass of baijiu, I guarantee she'll be completely at our mercy... hehehehe"

Although it was supposed to be a whisper, the voice was loud enough for several people around to hear. As they spoke, their greedy gaze lingered on Xia Bingqing's body without any attempt to conceal it.

"You're quite the experienced one, kid. You're right, after a few drinks, what's there to resist? I'm afraid we won't be able to handle you. Watch me, hahaha~"

While keeping an eye on Mu Nanxun's expression, Xia Bingqing winked at the man in the floral shirt.