"No matter how badass Little White Tiger is, would he go into the flesh trade with your Ma Family?"
Those words left all the big shots dumbfounded.
Old Ma's jaw dropped, and he instantly understood why Old Ding wanted to slash him.
The Ding Family's one precious darling had been sold by the Ma Family?
They immediately felt that a few slashes were letting him off lightly.
"Ahem, as far as I know... Little White Tiger and Old Ninth never force decent women into prostitution. They do have that much of a bottom line," Yang Huaimin muttered, seemingly offhandedly.
Old Ma's heart shattered.
You can't stir the pot like that.
In terms of closeness, the four members of Guotai Min'an were certainly closer to each other than to the Ma Family.
Even if the four of them usually competed behind the scenes.
Old Ma had grievances he couldn't voice.
He had only just learned about all this himself.
"Nothing to say now, huh?" Old Ding rolled up his sleeves, ready to continue.
The Ding father and son were usually master players, brilliant at maneuvering, except when it came to Ding Ya.
Then both of them seemed to lose every scrap of intelligence in an instant.
"C-can you let me look into this?" Old Ma had no strength left to argue either.
"Look into what? Ding Baobao already investigated everything. The Pink Palace is your second son's Clubhouse, and the people who abducted my daughter work for Ma Qingshan."
Faced with irrefutable evidence, Old Ma fell completely silent.
He had already cursed Ma Qingshan ten thousand times in his heart.
He wished he could get a vasectomy on the spot.
"Well..." The atmosphere became unbearably oppressive. Yang Huaimin sighed. "Old Ding, how do you want to settle this?"
"Old Ma, she's