Things never developed the way anyone expected.
He Lixing didn't think he had done anything wrong, but something had indeed gone wrong.
He kept replaying everything in his mind, then came to Xue City, went straight for Lu Chengwen, discovered his whereabouts, and followed him...
Then he threatened him into doing business and discovered a huge deal...
Then the obstacle turned out to be the land deed. The deed belonged to an old geezer, so he kidnapped the old geezer...
Logically speaking, there was nothing wrong with his operation.
But clearly, the people of Xue City were unreasonable.
He had kidnapped a King of Hell.
For now, the man seemed satisfied with the way he was kneeling. He ate hot pot, bragged, drank White Liquor, watched the gala... and looked quite happy.
It was just that the occasional slap was a little hard to take.
He Lixing looked at Long Aotian.
Long Aotian knelt beside him, his face full of rage!
Long Aotian wasn't angry at Chen Haonan. He was angry at his Eleventh Brother.
Are you sick!? Are you fucking sick!?
Why are you so damn eager to court death!? Why did you kidnap him!? A guy like him, was he really kidnapped by you? He was fucking watching you show off in silence and enjoying every second of it!
Not one of these old geezers is a good person!
Their lives are almost over. They don't have many days left, so reputation, wealth, power, all that bullshit means nothing to them anymore!
They play around in the mortal world just for fun.
You useless bastard with eyeballs growing on the soles of your feet caused trouble the moment you arrived. Now I got beaten up and forced to kneel too.
Father, can you please stop sending people over?