Inside the side room.
Ba Wu stared blankly at the severed head on the table. Terror instantly sparked a surge of reckless rage within him.
Whoosh!
He sprang to his feet, raising a hand to summon his weapon. "You son of a bitch...!"
"Lord Ba Wu, don't be in such a hurry to kill me." Zou Qing poured himself a cup of tea and drawled, "Heh, if I dared to come here, would I be afraid of you drawing a weapon?"
At those words, Ba Wu froze.
Slurp!
Zou Qing lazily took a sip of tea. With a casual wave of his hand, a large stack of account books and secret memorials appeared on the table.
Remaining seated, he slowly turned to look at Ba Wu's face and said softly, "No hurry, no hurry. All these years, I've chased profit, and you've been insatiably greedy. That makes us kindred spirits, more or less. But I'm a cautious man by nature. Hehe... I kept a few things to protect my life. Take a look, then we'll talk."
Ba Wu clenched his fists, then lunged toward the table. He picked up the account books and memorials and began examining them closely.
The candlelight flickered as the candles slowly melted...
A long while later, after skimming more than a dozen account books, he looked up, his face livid and his eyes filled with shock. "Where... where did you get these things?!"
"I told you. They're my means of staying alive."
"Bullshit! You're just a petty merchant! How could you get your hands on secrets like these?" Furious, Ba Wu tore seven or eight account books to shreds in an instant and prepared to destroy the rest as well.
He truly panicked, his composure utterly shattered. Those account books and secret memorials contained detailed,