Chapter 65: Letting it slide
Yi Lihuan curled his lip. His words were like a bomb dropped into this peaceful drinking party, its shock waves instantly spreading through the surrounding crowd.
This was the semi-open restaurant beside the hotel's main lobby. Its open corridors led to several other clusters of villas. Twenty or thirty people had arrived with the convoy today, all owners of the luxury cars outside the hotel.
Su Can had just made a provocative gesture in full view of everyone, then swaggered past with his group.
When Yi Lihuan recognized Liu Rui, an uproar broke out around him. Someone who had already been taught a lesson still dared act so arrogantly? The absurd contrast struck a nerve, and the crowd immediately grew noisy.
One of those seated stood up, holding a bottle of Budweiser by the neck between his fingers. His name was Xiang Chenggong. Thirty-two years old and well maintained, he had a smooth face, though he was somewhat lean and sharp-eyed. He was not particularly famous in Sichuan and Chongqing business circles, but no one dared underestimate him. He had opened quite a few bar chains, and several performers who had become wildly popular across Yunnan-Guizhou-Sichuan had risen to fame through his hands.
With a casual but commanding air, he said, "What, he hasn't had enough of a beating? And he's brought people with him this time? Does he want to bleed a little, or should we take a few parts off him? When someone doesn't know his place or appreciate a favor, I usually slice off an ear."
"Xiang, Young Master Yi, do you really need to deal with little fleas like these yourselves? A buddy of mine does construction around Wenjiang. We're very familiar with Zhang Bin and his crowd here. Last time