They returned to the villa.
Ji Min and the others had been waiting for some time.
To Little White Tiger's surprise, there were still guests at the villa this late at night.
It was Young Master He, accompanied by Xiaomi and Gou Rengui.
Xiaomi had now gone from Young Master He's partner to his lackey.
In the living room, he and Gou Rengui stood beside Young Master He like servants.
Such were these so-called circles: once you lost your standing, friends were no longer friends.
Young Master He was only still willing to keep him around to silence outsiders.
"Well, if it isn't Brother Xiaomi."
Little White Tiger took off his coat and sneered at Xiaomi. "Thanks. If you hadn't gone easy on us, we wouldn't have gotten out."
"Exactly. Brother Xiaomi even sent his own father inside just to lock us up. You'd better compensate him properly, Young Master He."
Every word from Old Ninth cut deep.
Xiaomi's face flushed red. His fists clenched as he glared viciously at Old Ninth.
"Hehe, it was all a misunderstanding. We got to know each other through a fight. Xiaomi, hurry up and apologize to Eighth Master and Ninth Master."
Young Master He gave Xiaomi the instruction gently.
His voice was quiet, but his tone was extremely firm.
It sounded more like an order.
Xiaomi was unwilling in every way, but under someone else's roof, he had no choice but to bow his head.
"I'm sorry, Eighth Master, Ninth Master."
After saying that, Xiaomi wished he could find a crack in the floor to crawl into.
After fighting them for so long, his family had fallen on hard times, while the other side had emerged completely unscathed.
"Since we're going to work together, I hope you two can put past grievances aside.