The young man trembled, unsure how to respond.
Zhou You was in no hurry. He hooked a chair over with his foot, sat opposite him, and watched him with a smile.
A long while passed.
At last, the young man recovered his wits. Kneeling in the pool of blood, he began banging his forehead against the floor.
"I failed to recognize your greatness! I was blind! Grandpa, my own dear grandpa, I know I was wrong! Please spare me just this once..."
As his plea grew more emotional, he even began slapping himself.
Only after watching for quite some time did Zhou You finally smile and speak.
"Don't be so nervous. There isn't much resentment clinging to you, so you're probably telling the truth. Besides, I have a few things I need you to do. That's why I haven't killed you..."
The young man was quick on the uptake and immediately blurted out in a panic.
"Just give the word, Grandpa! I'll brave mountains of blades and seas of fire for you..."
"Never mind blades and fire. Could you call me something else?"
"Uh, what should I call you?" "Call me Mr. Zhou, like Miss Lou does."
Just then, the snake demon pushed the door open and came in, catching Zhou You's words.
"Mr. Zhou, did you call me?"
"No, nothing—finished up over there already? It's only been a few minutes. You burned everything?"
The snake demon gave him a seductive smile.
"I found some explosives in the warehouse. They looked like they were meant for the warlords, so I took the liberty of using them all. Then I rigged up a simple timer. Once we leave, this half of the Casino will go up with a bang..."
Zhou You nodded.
"All right. Remember to set off the fire alarm