Chapter 942 Agony

• I furrowed my brow, feeling torn. My rationality told me that I could simply pretend not to know anything, but my conscience deep inside was pricking at my nerves, as if accusing me of turning a blind eye.
• "Damn it, I won't save her. Let it be ruined. After all, I'm not a good person either." I downed the Japanese sake in my cup, muttering vaguely, ready to be a bystander.
• Time passed by minute by minute, and as expected, the drama in the next private room unfolded. Zhang Ying had been intoxicated, and from the sounds coming through, it seemed she had completely lost consciousness.