Negotiating Business in Front of the Gates of Hell

An hour later, two figures, one human and one wolf, appeared at the entrance of a villa.

Lu Ye surveyed the surroundings with a faint raise of his eyebrow, then turned to Zhouzhou, his face filled with perplexity. "Where are we?"

Sensing his confusion, Zhouzhou gestured for him to bend down and whispered softly into his ear, "It's Uncle Huo's place."

She was quite cunning in her own right.

Uncle Huo dared to withhold payment, so she was determined to give him a good scare.

Hmph!

Upon hearing this, Lu Ye understood the situation immediately. A glint of coldness flickered in his eyes as he produced a dagger from somewhere. "I'll go kill him."

"Ah, no, no, no," Zhouzhou exclaimed in alarm, quickly grabbing his arm. "We don't need to resort to murder. Uncle Huo isn't that bad. We just need to intimidate him a bit."

Why was her brother so fierce, always resorting to violence at the drop of a hat?

It was quite unnerving.