Good Liquor
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Xiao Luo remained silent. He had taken notice of Chu Yunxiong's subtle gesture and his meaningful wink signaling for him to restrain himself for now. He walked towards the table, smiled courteously, and took a seat beside Chu Yunxiong.
The moment Xiao Luo sat down, Long Sankui turned to Chu Yunxiong, saying, "Mr. Chu, let's not to mince words. I know this d*mn rascal once protected your dear daughter. You intervened and mediated on his behalf because you owe him a favor." He said it in a seemingly harmless yet, in fact, menacing way. Having made his point, he continued, "But he cut off the hands of 53 disciples of mine and totally destroyed my Yellow Skies Casino, which I managed painstakingly for many years. This kind of debt can't be written off by a few words."
Chu Yunxiong put his teacup down and smiled calmly, said, "So what does Mr. Long think we should do?"