Lü Donglin's expression turned gloomy as he slowly walked toward these people.
The few of them were even paler, and when Lü Donglin was still about three or four meters away, he suddenly raised his hand.
The hot-headed youth promptly plopped to his knees, trembling as he wailed, "Oh, hero, oh, hero, I know I was wrong, I won't dare to do it again, I won't dare again, please spare me, spare me..."
In fact, Lü Donglin hadn't made a move and simply scratched his head lightly. Seeing the state of the hot-headed youth, he burst into laughter, "What are you doing?"
"I... I'm apologizing..." the hot-headed youth stammered.
"Apologizing?" Lü Donglin laughed, "So you're saying you know what you did wrong?"
"I know I was wrong, I know it, I won't dare again..." the youth trembled as he spoke.
"Then do you still want us to stand here and finish all this liquor?" Lü Donglin said with a light smile.
"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare, I won't do it again..." the youth hastily replied.
