The roar had come from none other than Waylon himself who had just left the private room.

Earlier, another girl had left for the washroom but as she was about to exit the private room, she saw a man blocking Xella’s path.

Once Waylon learned about the fact, he immediately got up and headed toward the washroom alongside a few others.

“What’s this? A group of uncouth b*stards! Who’re you yelling at?”

Though perverted, Mr. Zabel was certainly no small fry. His expression was cold as he asked the question.

“That girl’s my classmate. Why are you blocking her path?” asked Waylon, unafraid.

Xella was so frightened that she instinctively hid behind Waylon.

“Xella, I’ll go ahead and say this. The colleagues waiting for me this time around are no ordinary people. If you know what’s best for yourself, follow me. Also, why don’t you tell these b*stards who I am?” replied Mr. Zabel, his arms folded behind his back.

“Waylon… His name is Charlie Zabel… And he’s the deputy manager of m