Long Aotian got himself a car and, on the road, called the Great Organization in Binzhou.
The Branch Master was nervous. "Young Master."
Long Aotian said, "Send a few people over. I have something to do."
"May I ask, Young Master, how much money do you need this time?"
Long Aotian froze. "Did I say I wanted money?"
"No, it's just that the Youzhou Branch Master keeps borrowing money from us every day. He says you swindled... borrowed all the money away..."
"I was cooperating with him, damn it! Once Lu Chengwen's brother makes money, they'll get their share! What a bunch of shortsighted idiots!"
"Yes, yes, yes... We in Binzhou aren't that wealthy. We really don't have much money."
"Did I say I wanted money... borrowed money!? Did I say that!? Are your damn ears stuffed with chicken feathers!?"
The Branch Master said with a smile, "Please calm down, Young Master. As long as you aren't borrowing money, anything goes."
"I need men! Send over a few Heavenly Kings. I have business to handle."
"Handle... what business?"
"What the hell kind of business could it be? I'm going on a killing spree!"
"Kill... kill who?"
"Zhao Ritian, and Lu Chengwen."
"Ah?! Didn't they say Zhao Ritian is as strong as you are, and since you come from the same school, he wouldn't be easy to kill? And Lu Chengwen is investing everywhere now. If he dies..."
"I can't take it anymore!"
Long Aotian said, "Listen up. The me of today is no longer the me of yesterday! The me of now is no longer the me of the past! I am not myself, yet I am still myself!"
"Young Master, please just speak Chinese!"
Long Aotian was utterly depressed. "Tell everyone that I, Long Aotian, am about to go