Lian Ho-lung, who had been seething with rage over Liu Chi-chung disrupting his son's one-month celebration, instantly calmed down.
He had just been planning to thoroughly humiliate Liu Chi-chung, but now he immediately reined himself in.
Lian Ho-lung knew all too well how tough Zhou Quan's methods and style were. How could he dare make trouble for other police officers in front of Zhou Quan?
Even though Liu Chi-chung and his men were not Zhou Quan's colleagues from the same district, they were all members of the Police Force.
"Ho-tung! Ting-fat! Shut up! Apologize to Officer Liu immediately!"
Lian Ho-lung strode to the railing and shouted at his trusted men, who were confronting Liu Chi-chung and the other Mong Kok Anti-Triad Unit officers on the spiral staircase landing.
His younger brother Lian Ho-tung, his right-hand man Law Ting-fat, and the others froze, then looked toward Lian Ho-lung's voice in bewilderment and uncertainty.
As far as they knew, their boss had never taken cops like Liu Chi-chung seriously.
What was more, tonight was the joyous occasion of their boss's celebration of his son's first month.
With Liu Chi-chung bringing men over to cause trouble, they were even less willing to let him throw his weight around.
Yet what was going on now? Had the moon risen in the west? Their boss was actually telling them to admit they were wrong and apologize?
Lian Ho-lung naturally understood his trusted men's confusion, but he had no time to pay attention to Lian Ho-tung, Law Ting-fat, or the others right now.
At that moment, Lian Ho-lung's attention was entirely focused on Zhou Quan opposite him.
No amount of caution was excessive when dealing with the ever-forceful Sergeant Zhou.
He hurried along the railing to Zhou Quan.
Lian Ho-lung forced a smile and said ingratiatingly,