After so many days, Zhou You was riding in a sedan again.
It wasn't the one the mayor had used as a disguise, though, but one Yi Zhengen had kept tucked away at home. The two brothers seemed to have much the same taste: both cars were Hyundais, right down to the same model and color.
Sitting in the back seat, Wang Xiao'er grew increasingly nervous.
"Z-Zhou."
Zhou You looked at the sewage flowing through the streets and the garbage strewn everywhere outside, then answered.
"What is it?"
Wang Xiao'er swallowed and glanced at Boss Zhang up front—he was serving as their driver today, and not a single underling had come along—before lowering his voice.
"Zhou, do you... hold some high-ranking position in the gang?"
Zhou You smiled and denied it.
"I'm a perfectly law-abiding citizen. There's no way I'd have anything to do with a bunch of criminals... I just owe these guys a huge sum of money. They're probably here to collect."
Before Wang Xiao'er could answer, Boss Zhang spoke up in a panic from the front.
"Mr. Zhou, please don't say that. Our boss specifically said you'd completed the deal, and all the money he lent you has been written off... You don't owe the gang anything anymore."
Zhou You leaned forward.
"Actually, there's something I'm rather curious about. Mind if I ask?"
"Uh, whatever you want to ask, Mr. Zhou, go ahead."
"How should I put this...
"You seem afraid of me for reasons beyond your boss... Have you heard something else?"
The sedan suddenly swerved, almost crashing into a house beside the road. Its owner angrily stuck his head out, ready to curse, but after seeing what it was, quietly withdrew.
Boss Zhang offered an ingratiating smile.
"Mr. Zhou, I'm not quite sure what you