The opponent's target is you.

Wang Yu took Chang Fansha's words as praise for himself and couldn't help but chuckle. He then tossed his hair with a feigned nonchalance and said, "Of course, man. Who do you think I am? I might not brag about much, but when it comes to tracking and gathering intel, I doubt anyone in this world could beat me."

"Would you die if you were a little more humble? You just can't help but climb up the pole when someone flatters you," Wang Yu teased.

Wang Yu shook his head helplessly. Although he found Chang Fansha's arrogance a bit much, there was no denying that the kid was a cut above the rest when it came to tracking and eavesdropping. He had to admit it whether he liked it or not.

"Alright, come in and take a seat," he said.

As Wang Yu made his way back to the sofa, the three brothers followed him inside, with Xiao Fei casually closing the door behind them.

Wang Yu dug out a pack of cigarettes and tossed it around; everyone lit up.