Tian Mingjian, Bai Xiaohang, and others returned to the Regent Hotel around nine in the morning.
After partying all night, Tian Mingjian, a model of a good man, didn't stagger against the walls, but his exposed skin below the neck was covered in several hickeys.
It seemed that their group hadn't just partied, they had partied all night.
Chen Hai didn't participate in such activities, but he could understand them.
After all, during the Wang Dehui incident, Tian Mingjian, Bai Xiaohang, and the others had killed twenty or thirty people.
Killing so much, finding some women to vent might ease their psychological pressure.
As long as his subordinates weren't forcing anyone, he considered such consensual interactions trivial and never interfered.
Tian Mingjian brought Chen Hai quite a few items like pork buns and shrimp dumplings.
The other guys didn't come over to Chen Hai's room.
Even Tian Mingjian, after delivering the breakfast, stayed only a while before leaving.
