Chapter 52: Wench, Take Off Your Clothes

"The land in Guyuan, the Wu Family got it." Cheng Yu suddenly spoke up, his voice firm and resounding, a departure from his usual demeanor, adding a measure of toughness.

Master Zhao suddenly withdrew his hand, his shrewd gaze pressing down on Cheng Yu, "What do you mean by that?"

"Dad, you're getting on in years. It's better if you stayed out of the affairs of us younger folks."

Cheng Yu's voice was low and slow, his words seemingly nonchalant, which scared the shit out of me as I hid inside my coat.

Master Zhao was notoriously ruthless in the entire Cantonese Circle.

He had been mixing it up for decades, had firmly rooted himself in Guangzhou, and even secured a bunch of political connections.

The usual officials would treat him with utmost courtesy, not daring to step out of line, like that one bureau chief who had a bit too much to drink and thought he'd try to strong-arm Master Zhao while drunk.