His arrogant demeanor deflated in an instant, like a popped balloon.
The color drained from his face. The shock even sobered him up, leaving only terror and disbelief in his eyes.
"B-Brother Wen?! Y-You... what are you..." He stammered, his tongue feeling as if it were tied in a knot. He even seemed to shrink in on himself.
Li Wen didn't look at him. His gaze shifted to the hotel manager, who was on the verge of collapsing. "What are the exact damages?"
The manager snapped out of his daze. Staring at the legendary Guardian God of Changning City standing before him, he was both thrilled and terrified, unable to speak clearly.
"C-Captain Li! It's... it's not much. I wouldn't dare ask you to..."
"State the exact amount," Li Wen said. His tone was still calm, but it held an authority that could not be questioned.
The manager swallowed hard and tried to compose himself before reporting a specific number.
