The Gang Leader was in so much pain that stars flashed before his eyes. Clutching his cheek, he could not close his mouth and had started drooling.
He gave muffled orders through his mouth, meaning: kill them all! Leave none alive!
Lu Chengwen pretended not to understand. "Uncle, let Xiao Tian treat you first. We can discuss the bandits later."
The Gang Leader panted from the pain. Hearing that, he could only nod.
Main hall.
Lu Chengwen said, "Xiao Tian, treat my uncle. Oh, right, Uncle, we haven't had dinner yet. Did the kitchen forget about us?"
The Gang Leader deliberately turned to look at the steward.
He roared:
"Useless fool! You forgot to send dinner to my dear nephew?"
"Huh? Oh, yes... I... This subordinate was negligent. Truly negligent."
"Get it ready now!"
"Yes!"
Lu Chengwen said, "Eight dishes and a soup."
"Yes, yes, yes."
Long Aotian said, "A pound of good liquor for each person."
"No problem."
Zhao Ritian said, "Dipping oil!"
The steward nodded. "All right."
As he turned away, he gritted his teeth and muttered, "Eat yourselves to death!"
The Gang Leader panted painfully. "Xiao Tian, I'll have to trouble you again."
Zhao Ritian said, "This time, it'll be more than five hundred thousand."
Though the Gang Leader was in pain, he smiled. He understood what Zhao Ritian meant—Zhao Ritian did not trust him.
"Xiao Tian, if you can cure all my teeth in one go, I'll write off every debt you owe. And I'll give you another fifty thousand."
"Not fifty thousand. Five hundred thousand."
The Gang Leader nodded. "Fine! Five hundred thousand! Start!"
Long Aotian said, "Prepare a large wrench, hammer, electric drill, and chainsaw."
"Wait a second!"
The Gang Leader stopped Long Aotian. "My tooth hurts! What do you need... a wrench,