If it were any other day, Yang Cheng wouldn't be so impulsive as to hit Gong Yu, but today he was in a bad mood, and this guy just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.
He nodded, placed the bottle on the table, and sat down on the sofa.
"Disappear from my sight immediately, or you'll bear the consequences."
After he finished speaking, he looked coldly at the few spoiled rich kids. They were already injured, their voices weak, and they hurriedly struggled to get up from the floor and went over to check on Gong Yu.
"Young Master Gong, you're seriously injured. We'll take you to the hospital."
Bleeding from their heads, they forced themselves to help Gong Yu up and quickly headed toward the door.
Gong Yu paused his steps, turned back with a venomous look at Yang Cheng, and said coldly, "Yang Cheng, just you wait, today's incident isn't over!"
