Yu Bai flicked the tail of the car, bringing it to a precise stop in front of them.
He did not even spare the bedraggled monk a glance.
The suburbs, a warehouse, a monk—those details were enough for him to infer what had happened here.
He had been the one to investigate the information, after all. He simply did not care.
When he got out of the car, he was still holding a feather duster in his right hand. Truly, shopping apps were omnipotent; they could even deliver something like this to him so quickly, ensuring his time to beat up a brat would not be delayed.
Lin Shi: "!!!"
While inheriting the Lin Household's innate nastiness, Lin Shi had also inherited a measure of cunning.
For example, right now. He had originally wanted to make a few more snide remarks, but the instant he saw the feather duster, Lin Shi chose to drop to his knees at lightning speed.
He gestured for the bodyguard to take the man away. Rather than recruiting that monk, Lin Shi intended to keep him under his control. As for whether the monk's words were true or false, there would naturally be chances to verify them.
Now that Yu Bai looked ready to give him a sound beating, Lin Shi had no time to worry about the monk.
Once the bystander had left, Lin Shi went up to him with a smile. Without drawing attention to it, he reached out and grasped the hand holding the feather duster, secretly smuggling that fluffy, white, yet surprisingly lethal tool out of Yu Bai's hand.
"Brother." Lin Shi's voice was both intimate and syrupy, making goosebumps rise all over Yu Bai's skin.
Yu Bai shook his hand. "Talk properly."
"Hahaha." Lin Shi burst out laughing.
"Why did