"Heh, my son was rude." Mr. Dong shot Ku'er a displeased glare, then leaned down and whispered, "The Peninsula."
The matter with the Koreans had yet to be settled, and someone had already come to talk.
Old Ninth hesitated briefly, then glanced at Zuo Ju before reluctantly standing up. "Let's talk in the back courtyard."
"After you."
Mr. Dong looked relieved, then instructed his children, "Wait here. If you don't like it, go back to the hotel."
"Okay."
His four children nodded obediently.
"Keep eating and drinking. Take good care of our guests." Before leaving, Old Ninth tapped the tabletop meaningfully with his fingers.
Everyone at the table knew Old Ninth was petty.
Thirteen and Ji Min took the hint.
Once the others entered the back courtyard, the two showed their true colors.
They eyed Ku'er with a flippant air. "Young master, what kind of business are you in that's so fucking impressive? How about letting a little guy like me in on it?"
Ku'er opened his mouth, then stole a guilty glance at Overlord.
He, too, realized he had misspoken earlier.
Without answering, he turned to leave.
"Fuck, you won't even give me the time of day?" Thirteen deliberately raised his voice, pretending to be drunk. "Ignoring me? When have I ever had to put up with this kind of shit?"
"Tiezi, don't be mad. He just looks down on you, that's all," Ji Min chimed in smoothly.
"Fuck, I'll ambush him once he leaves Chun Prefecture. I won't be satisfied until I've beaten his ass." Thirteen slapped the table. "Little Cat, get some people together."
Ku'er shuddered and hurried away without looking back.
Startled by the commotion inside, Xiao Gang poked his head in.
He caught sight of Ku'er's deathly pale face and slightly trembling lips.
Inside