The slap caught the staff member completely off guard. He was a skilled individual, after all—it was no ordinary feat to work on the Diamond Level, and his generous salary reflected that.

However, Song Lingping was also an expert. With his military background, his strikes were fierce and ruthless. Coupled with the surprise attack, the staff member naturally couldn’t dodge in time.

Besides, who would dare to start a fight in the Royal Club? That was like courting death.

Seeing Song Lingping make a move, Lin Kuang frowned, a bitter smile gracing his lips. This guy is still such a troublemaker!

"How dare you attack someone in the Royal Club?" another staff member demanded, staring at Song Lingping in disbelief as if he’d seen a ghost. He had never seen anyone dare to strike another person here.

"So what if I did? You deserved it for looking down on people," Song Lingping retorted, clearly displeased. "All you had to do was make a phone call, but instead, you made us wait for one or two hours. If that isn’t judging people by their appearance, what is?"

What Song Lingping said was reasonable; a single phone call would have solved everything. Then again, he was indeed a troublemaker. Otherwise, Lin Guodong wouldn’t have bothered warning him, though that warning seemed to have been useless.

"You’re too arrogant!" the other staff member yelled, charging forward and swinging his fist.

However, Su Huachen was a step faster. He caught the man’s fist and said, "Hey, if you know what’s good for you, you’ll stay put."

"Get lost!" the staff member roared, completely ignoring Su Huachen’s words.

"Then don’t blame me." As he spoke, Su Huachen twisted his body and landed a vicious whip kick on the staff member’s abdomen.

Instantly, the man crumpled to the ground, clutching his stomach. Cold sweat beaded on his forehead; the kick had clearly injured him badly.

"You’re too brazen! None of you are leaving today!" the first staff member, who had been slapped, shouted as he staggered back to his feet, his face a mask of fury.

"Pah, we never planned on leaving. Hurry up and get your general manager. You’re not the ones calling the shots here," Song Lingping said again.

"The general manager? Hmph. We’ll capture you first!" With that, the staff member took out his walkie-talkie and started calling for backup. Song Lingping didn’t seem to care at all, standing his ground calmly.

"Sorry, my two brothers are a bit brash," Lin Kuang spoke up. "Still, I hope you’ll call down the general manager. I’ll have a word with him so we can resolve this peacefully and let bygones be bygones."

He didn’t want to cause a scene. There was no point in letting this continue, especially since he had only come for a drink.

"Hmph, you think you can get off that easily? Just call it quits? What kind of place do you think this is?" the staff member sneered.

"In that case, go ahead and call your people," Lin Kuang said with a helpless shrug.

At that moment, a group of uniformed security guards rushed over. At the same time, other staff and patrons from the Diamond Level also gathered to watch the commotion. After all, in all the time the Royal Club had been open, no one had ever dared to cause trouble. This was a first, so the onlookers were naturally curious, eager to see how it would unfold.

"You two started this mess, so you can finish it," Lin Kuang said, giving Song Lingping and Su Huachen a helpless look as he watched the dozen or so guards approach.

"Alright, Brother Kuang, leave it to us," Song Lingping and Su Huachen replied with a grin.

Then, they made their move.

Although the security guards were formidable, they were no match for Song Lingping and Su Huachen—it wasn’t even close.

In no time, the dozen or so guards were on the floor, groaning in pain.

Seeing this, the two Diamond Level employees were dumbfounded. They never expected Song Lingping and Su Huachen to be so powerful.

Just then, the commotion disturbed the guests inside the Diamond Level. With all the noise, how could they not hear it?

A young man, flanked by two women, walked over, cursing, "Fuck, what the hell is all this racket?" 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

Seeing the newcomer, one of the employees hurried over, bowing obsequiously. "Young-Young Master Kang, my apologies. We’ve had a little trouble here, but we’re handling it. It will be sorted out immediately."

"Trouble? The Royal Club is actually having trouble?" Kang Bosong said incredulously, his gaze shifting forward.

When he spotted Lin Kuang, Kang Bosong froze as if he had seen a ghost. He quickly removed his hands from the two beauties beside him and rubbed his eyes. After taking a good look and confirming it was indeed Lin Kuang, his whole demeanor soured. He’d been taught a lesson by Lin Kuang more than once. Seeing him now made his scalp tingle with dread.

"Lin... Young Master Lin, you... when did you get back?" Kang Bosong quickly forced a smile, but it looked worse than crying.

Honestly, Kang Bosong wanted to turn and run, but he was afraid Lin Kuang would punish him for it. With no other choice, he had to bite the bullet and greet him.

"Ah, Young Master Kang. It’s been a long time. I just got back yesterday," Lin Kuang said with a smile.

"Oh, so you just got back yesterday, Young Master Lin. What’s going on here?" Kang Bosong asked awkwardly.

"It’s nothing. I lost my Diamond membership card, and these two staff members wouldn’t let me in. Things inevitably got heated," Lin Kuang explained casually.

Hearing this, Kang Bosong glanced at the staff member.

At this point, the staff member was petrified. He had seen with his own eyes how Kang Bosong acted around Lin Kuang—if not a mouse before a cat, then something very close. From this, it wasn’t hard to imagine what kind of status Lin Kuang held; at the very least, it was higher than Kang Bosong’s.

At this thought, the staff member broke out in a cold sweat, filled with endless regret and misery. If he had known Lin Kuang had such a high status, would he have dared to stop him?

"So that’s what happened," Kang Bosong said coolly, looking at the employee. "I can vouch for Young Master Lin; he definitely has a Diamond membership card for this club. If even Young Master Lin isn’t worthy of one, I doubt many people are."

Although Kang Bosong was still a bit sore about Lin Kuang teaching him a lesson a few times, he knew his limits. He couldn’t afford to mess with Lin Kuang—not unless the old patriarch of the Lin Family died. Maybe then he could challenge him. Right now, however, he wouldn’t dare. Besides, doing Lin Kuang this small favor was just a matter of a few words; it cost him nothing to help.