At this moment, the spokesmen of the Ten Great Clans were holding forth in a restaurant.
Chen Xuanqi waved his palm-leaf fan, tapped a finger lightly in Gao Ying's direction, and said with a laugh, "Lao Huantou, why did you come so late today? I thought you weren't coming."
Gao Ying tugged at the corner of his mouth and said disdainfully, "You lousy chess basket, without me here to hold the line, could this little show of yours even go on?"
Chu Tianshu waved a hand and teased, "All right, all right. Don't forget Old Gu's part in this too. What Master Chess was asking is, what were you busy with, old man?"
You Dongshan, his features sharply defined, spoke blandly. "What else could it be? The Chen Clan Young Master went to his house."
The moment those words came out, everyone's attention was immediately drawn over.
Chen Xuanqi's eyes flashed. "Hm~? Really? Dongshan, how did you know? Don't tell me you planted informants outside his house?"
Chu Tianshu let out a strange cry, his fingertips trembling slightly. "Aiyo, Brother Dongshan is usually such a quiet gourd. Who would've thought he was secretly an expert at planting informants too? He can go toe to toe with Brother Jinzhong."
Yan Jinzhong, who had always been cold and stern, could not help saying coldly at this moment, "Don't throw dirty water on me, you old mixed-feathered bastard. This dog-faced one has nothing to do with me."
Gao Ying seemed to think of something, and his expression changed slightly, turning somewhat ugly.
You Dongshan's face darkened as he retorted, "Watch him? Do I have that much free time? His grandson ran into my granddaughter, then showed off like he was presenting a treasure, bragging at my house that day."
Gao Ying looked as