"Wait a minute." With a THUD, Zhang Ma slammed the door shut. It was best to make sure the Young Miss knew these two men—if they were bad people, that would be a real problem.
Long Hua and Chu Yi's smiles froze on their faces, their mouths twitching painfully; it was the aftermath of last night's beating.
This was the first time in B City they had faced a closed door and such inhospitality. Exchanging glances, they heaved another long sigh. To think that the leading figures in B City's mafia were being treated so discourteously; only someone from Shangguan You's camp, that devilish woman, would dare.
If it were anyone else, they would have been shot on the spot.
The door opened once again, this time revealing a beaming smile. The sight made Chu Yi and Long Hua simultaneously step back.
