Night, at a barbecue stall.
Liu Chuandao's words swept across the round table like smoke from the charcoal fire.
Cao Kun was stunned. What the fuck? How could someone be this vulgar?
Saying something like that in front of girls? Did this guy have no shame?
Cao Kun considered himself a man of refinement. Though he desperately wanted Meng Ziyun, he had always maintained the demeanor of a gentleman around her—polite, elegant, and measured.
Qiu Die's made-up face changed at Liu Chuandao's words, and she immediately cursed, "You fucking idiot!"
Girls like them, the big sisters of their crowd, never held back when they cursed people out.
And it was not just her. The sisters she had brought along joined in, showering Liu Chuandao with abuse and greeting his ancestors for eighteen generations in no time.
Liu Chuandao's expression darkened. He shot to his feet, ready to teach them a lesson!
Just as a fight was about to break out, Duan Shigang, the leader of the group, immediately stepped in to smooth things over.
"Chuandao, what nonsense are you talking about?"
"Qiu Die, don't take it to heart. My brother talks like that, but he's not a bad guy," Duan Shigang said.
Qiu Die was still cursing. "Watch your fucking mouth!"
After firing off two more insults, the situation finally settled down.
Yan Tianpeng and Zhang Chi joined in to persuade them. "Alright, alright, eating is what matters. Everybody calm down!"
The two of them did not give a damn whether Liu Chuandao lived or died. Their only concern was that if things fell apart and they could not eat barbecue, that would be the real loss! Seeing how sensible and united they were, Duan Shigang could not help feeling gratified.
Look, wasn't this the foundation of a crew? When