After a long while, the burly man finally recovered and burst out laughing.
"Impressive, impressive! You really opened my eyes today!"
With that, Old Xu actually waved to his men and walked straight out, without the slightest reluctance.
Zhou You didn't stop him. He had no intention of doing so.
He sliced through the hemp rope binding Luo Liangde, then walked around to the other side of the table and lifted the cloth covering it.
A miniature camera stood there, but its screen was now pitch-black, with scattered sparks sputtering from it—clearly, its internal components had all been destroyed.
The restraint placed on Luo Liangde earlier had vanished. He panted a few times before speaking.
"Someone set us up?"
After all his years in the underground city, he knew how things worked. Anger had clouded his judgment earlier, but now that he thought back on it, he immediately realized something was wrong.
Zhou You pursed his lips.
"More or less. They were targeting me, but I don't think they meant any harm. How should I put it... it felt like they just wanted to see what kind of person I was. Once they'd seen enough, they left. That's all."
Luo Liangde scratched his head.
"Then who were they working for?"
Zhou You said,
"Who knows? I've pissed off so many people that any of them could come looking for trouble..."
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Luo Liangde stared at him speechlessly for a long time before finally speaking.
"Brother Zhou, don't take this the wrong way, but you're a little too... well, you know. Peace is what makes money, after all."
Zhou You rolled his eyes.
"I've been trying my damnedest to be a good person. Those bastards are the ones who insist on messing with me, okay?"
Luo Liangde replied helplessly,
"All right,