"Even in prison, he could throw a birthday banquet with this much pomp. He truly deserved his title as the King of Gamblers."
Xu Yue, who had brought He Jinyin along, swept his gaze across the lively banquet and swiftly formed a clear assessment of Wong Si Fu's influence.
The ruler of the Gambling World—his status was probably no lower than Gao Jin's. Even behind bars, his influence was slightly greater than Ferrari's.
Wong Si Fu himself was still the sort of man with principles. He was no good person, but neither did he commit evil, and his methods were never extreme.
Ferrari, on the other hand, had a much uglier appetite. He was capable of flipping the table and going after the wealthiest tycoons directly.
"Hey, handsome. We meet again. What a coincidence. Here to wish him a happy birthday?"
With a cheeky grin, Leung Foon approached Xu Yue with his girlfriend and spoke with a laugh.
"Oh, I remember you. You're that clown who got beaten up on the beach."
Xu Yue glanced at Leung Foon and nodded, indicating that he remembered him.
Leung Foon's expression immediately turned awkward. His girlfriend was right beside him—this was far too humiliating.
Pizza, sure enough, gave her boyfriend a suspicious look.
Whenever they talked about his work, he always bragged that it was coming soon, that a major case was just around the corner.
This time, he even seemed to have caught a big fish. But what was this about getting beaten up?
Fortunately, Leung Foon had warned her beforehand that what he came to ask about involved a case. He had told her to keep it confidential, not to talk too much, and not to expose his identity as a police officer. That was why Pizza had obediently kept listening