The sudden intrusion of the police left the Fugitive Young Master and his companions completely dumbfounded. A sense of foreboding rose in his chest, but on the surface, he remained calm. "Officer, is there some kind of misunderstanding? We're all good citizens. We just came to the KTV to sing, we didn't do anything!"
The Fugitive Young Master was immensely grateful that he hadn't hired any hostesses to accompany them today; otherwise, he really would not have been able to clear his name. Seeing him sitting so steadily, his companions didn't move either. Young Master Zhang came from a wealthy and influential family, so even if they had gotten into trouble, the police couldn't really do anything to him. As his hangers-on, they certainly couldn't afford to make him lose face.
Seeing the five people in the room sitting as steady as Mount Tai, the police officer furrowed his brow into a knot and shouted sternly, "All of you, squat down and put your hands behind your heads!"
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