CHAPTER 1597: CHAPTER 1075: SMOKE

"What happened?"

Though the commotion wasn’t loud, Tong Dan, who was also on the dance floor, couldn’t help but notice. Seeing that something had occurred on Zhang Lin’s side, she immediately stopped dancing, pushed through the surrounding crowd, and quickly walked over.

"This person took advantage of me."

Despite her anger, Zhang Lin instinctively lowered her voice, as it wasn’t a flattering situation.

Tong Dan looked at the blonde, blue-eyed Westerner and didn’t scream like an inexperienced young girl.

In a place like a nightclub, "bumps and scrapes" are all too common, and besides, someone had already stepped forward.

"I was dancing, she came onto me first."

The European guy, who had been slapped, began to explain calmly.

There was no other way.

A fist is the utmost truth.

While Asians are considered an inferior race, there are still groups among them that should not be provoked.

That tattoo, he recognized it.

The insignia of the Yamaguchi-gumi High-level!

What kind of organization is the Yamaguchi-gumi? They are even more ruthless than the Italian Mafia!

English is a necessary skill for a flight attendant. The European guy’s words made Zhang Lin’s face flush, though she couldn’t really refute it, since what he said was indeed the truth.

Tong Dan roughly understood what had transpired.

"But that’s still not a reason to put your hands on her, is it?"

"It was just an accidental touch, and she touched me too, did I hit her?"

Westerners are Westerners, very understanding of gender equality.

"Did you hit him?"

Tong Dan turned her head and quietly asked.

"Yeah, he pinched my butt, and I instinctively slapped him."

With that, Tong Dan couldn’t say much more. In a nightclub, actions like "taking liberties" are hard to make a big issue of, and Zhang Lin had already let off steam.

"Sir, your expenses tonight are fully waived, and we welcome you to visit us again."

The European guy glanced at the polite, tattooed Dongying person and, not concerned about being hit, quickly turned and left.

"Thank you."

Tong Dan guessed these should be the people maintaining order and intended to return to her seat with Zhang Lin. Unexpectedly, the other party followed them.

"Oh, Mr. Takagi, why are you...?"

Seeing them together, Captain Lv Kaiyuan put down his glass and stood up, looking surprised.

Tong Dan looked at whom she thought was the bouncer from Dongying with a new realization — he knew Lv Kaiyuan?

Zhang Lin also realized it, feeling somewhat embarrassed, as what had just happened wasn’t exactly an honorable incident.

Fortunately, the man was understanding and didn’t elaborate, simply brushing it off as a coincidence.

"Brother Lv, who is this...?"

"This is the friend I mentioned earlier, Mr. Takagi."

Upon hearing this, the aviation elites present changed their expressions slightly, quickly stood up, and greeted him, their courtesy tinged with obvious respect.

Lv Kaiyuan’s previous introduction mentioned he was the Yamaguchi-gumi High-level’s son!

A legitimate Crown Prince of the underworld!

Not someone that domestic petty thugs could mess with!

This was undoubtedly the first time these aviation workers interacted with professional foreign gangsters, and contrary to the stereotype, he was quite polite and approachable. If not for their full trust in Captain Lv Kaiyuan, they might have suspected that the captain was boasting to show off his connections.

If Boss Jiang were here, he wouldn’t have been too surprised. At Cui Wen’s ramen shop, he had encountered gangsters collecting protection fees and they were indeed very civilized.

"Mr. Takagi, please have a seat."

The co-pilot seated next to Lv Kaiyuan quickly vacated his spot.

"Mr. Takagi, these are my colleagues."

Even Captain Lv Kaiyuan had a hint of flattery in his smile.

"Welcome to Tokyo."

Look at that.

No wonder he is renowned worldwide.

Such poise.

Such charisma.

Seeing how easy-going he was, the flight attendants’ nerves gradually eased, and some even considered discreetly taking photos.

The Yamaguchi-gumi High-level is way more prestigious than any celebrity photo-op.

Of course.

They only thought about it. Ultimately, they didn’t dare.

Among those present, only Tong Dan and Pan Yang didn’t know Mr. Takagi’s background. Tong Dan was out when Captain Lv Kaiyuan introduced him, but even if she hadn’t heard, she could guess a bit from what had just happened.

The nightclub’s bouncer-like figure? Definitely not a straightforward person.

"Clink."

She picked up her wine glass, clinked it with Pan Yang’s glass on the table, "Isn’t it boring just sitting here? How about dancing?"

"I can’t."

Pan Yang smiled awkwardly, then picked up his glass and drank by himself.

"You don’t need to know how. Just a little swaying to relax."

Tong Dan drank her wine casually.

Pan Yang shook his head, "I don’t have that talent. I’ve been poor at physical activities since childhood."

"Really? I’m just the opposite; I’ve been very active since I was young."

Tong Dan wasn’t trying to ignore him, on the contrary, she was quite talkative.

"I can see that."

Pan Yang smiled and said, "Miss Tong, your dancing is really beautiful."

Tong Dan smiled slightly.

Good at sweet-talking.

But not excessively.

Obviously not someone who is slick-tongued.

"Mind if I ask, how many relationships have you had?"

She swirled her wine glass leisurely as she asked.

"A formal relationship? Only one."

"What do you mean by a formal relationship?"

"The youthful, innocent years during school probably don’t count?"

Tong Dan was about to respond, but suddenly fell silent, as if reminded of something.

"...Or maybe, perhaps those feelings back then were the most profound and sincere."

Pan Yang seemed thoughtful, nodded, and said softly, "Miss Tong makes a good point."