Xu Xiaoshou's Got No Connections
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
In the Inner Yard.
Inside one of its residences.
Slam!
With a hard smack, Zhang Xinxiong sent a flagon to the floor, shattering it into many shards of silver and jade. The fragrance of wine instantly filled the air.
He stared furiously at the woman before him. "I told you. The men you sent were supposed to simply keep an eye on Xu Xiaoshou. Look at what happened. Look at what you've done.
"They tried to kill him. Alright. I was fine with that. They couldn't kill him. Fine. They couldn't escape. Still fine. But did you have to choose that particular time to kill him…
"Did you have to attempt an assassination while everyone was watching?
"You might as well have served those men's heads up on a platter!
"Do you really have a functioning brain at all?"
Lan Xinzi's strapless dress left her lovely, fair shoulders bare.
She proudly stuck her chest out in the face of the man's furious yelling, and said, "I don't!"