"So forward?"
A sly smile crept across Jiang Xinghai's face. 'As expected of won from South Korea. Quite the exotic flavor!'
"Whatever you want to do, sir, we'll go along with it."
"Mhmm, we know all sorts of tricks. We guarantee you'll be in ecstasy..."
The two South Korean won reached out to unbuckle Jiang Xinghai's belt.
"Do I look like that kind of man?"
With a wave of his hand, Jiang Xinghai sent a blast of air that swept the two won into a corner of the room.
Admittedly, after the acupuncture and massage session with Feng Lulu earlier, he had been burning with desire and wanted so release.
But tonight was for celebrating Feng Lulu's birthday. Everyone was waiting outside. How could he possibly fool around at a ti like this?
"Sir, is it because you think we're dirty?"
"You don't have to worry, sir. We get full check-ups every week. We're clean."
The two South Korean won crawled back to Jiang Xinghai on their knees, their faces already lting into a lustful haze.
"Get out!"
Jiang Xinghai had felt a flicker of interest, but watching their pathetic display, even that last ember was extinguished.
"We're going, we're going, we'll get out right now."
"Thank you, sir, thank you..."
These two won from South Korea were just high-class escorts Wind Leopard had hired. They'd already been paid, so they couldn't care less about the outco.
"You know what to do when you leave, right?"
Just as the two won scrambled to their feet and rushed for the door, Jiang Xinghai's voice rang out again.
"Don't worry, sir. We don't know anything."
"That's right. We're always contacted through an anonymous middleman. We'll keep our mouths shut."
Coming from South Korea, they had seen how the local conglorates operated and naturally understood what Jiang Xinghai ant.
In the end, Jiang Xinghai let the two won go.
Outside the door.
After watching the two South Korean won hurry away, Lin Qingyuan, Lin Liping, and Feng Lulu ca over.
"All taken care of."
Jiang Xinghai smiled and spread his hands. "But, we still need to take out the trash."
With that, he looked at the owner, Xiongzi, who was standing by the door. "Co on, I'll have to trouble you to clean this place up."
"You..."
Xiongzi, the owner of the Fragrant Food Pavilion, had been peering into the private room. When he saw Wind Leopard curled up in the corner, he was too shocked to speak.
'Is Wind Leopard dead or just unconscious?'
He looked at Jiang Xinghai, his expression unreadable. "You... you... you're in deep trouble!"
"You've built the Fragrant Food Pavilion into such a successful business, you must have seen a thing or two. Why be so nervous?"
Jiang Xinghai smiled calmly and spoke in a asured tone. "The man is just unconscious. After dinner, I'll personally send him ho. I take full responsibility for my actions, so don't worry. This won't affect business at the Fragrant Food Pavilion."
"Xiongzi, clean the room. And replace all the tableware," Lin Qingyuan said.
Lin Qingyuan frowned and gave Xiongzi a aningful pat on the shoulder.
He had actually wanted to say sothing when he saw Wind Leopard's pitiful state, but it was too late for that. More words would be useless. It was better to focus on how to handle the aftermath.
If he had known that Jiang Xinghai had single-handedly destroyed a Martial Arts family as powerful as the Wang Family, he wouldn't be thinking this way.
Xiongzi sighed heavily and, biting the bullet, began to clean up.
Jiang Xinghai and the others waited by the door.
"Nice work, Xinghai," Feng Lulu finally said, breaking her silence.
"You're not mad I didn't get you a birthday present, are you?" Jiang Xinghai asked with an awkward laugh.
"Of course not. But you have to make it up to later," Feng Lulu said, tilting her head like an innocent little girl.
Jiang Xinghai nodded with a smile. "Of course. I'll pick out a special gift just for you."
"Xinghai, Wind Leopard is still in there. It'll feel strange eating in the room with him..." Lin Liping trailed off, a bitter, awkward smile on her face.
"That's a good point."
Jiang Xinghai strode into the private room just as Ma Long arrived.
"Brother Hai, isn't this guy..." Ma Long recognized Wind Leopard at a glance, and his eyes went bloodshot with rage.
The night before last, he had almost been beaten to death by mbers of the underground circle!
If Jiang Xinghai hadn't shown up in ti, he would have kicked the bucket.
"That's right. The so-called second-in-command of the underground circle, Wind Leopard," Jiang Xinghai said, dragging the man out.
"How can I let you do the dirty work, Brother Hai? Leave it to ."
Right now, Ma Long hated no one more than the people from the underground circle, so he was more than happy to help.
"Keep him alive for now. I still have questions for him," Jiang Xinghai instructed.
Ma Long hoisted Wind Leopard onto his shoulder and rushed out of the Fragrant Food Pavilion.
His departure turned the heads of all the other patrons.
"Not bad, Xinghai. You've trained this Brother Ma of yours to be quite sharp," Feng Lulu said, taking the initiative to link her arm with his.
Jiang Xinghai grinned and whispered, "Lulu, your grandfather did say he hopes I can find so ti to 'train' you and your auntie."
"Nonsense."
Feng Lulu pouted, but she seed to want confirmation. "You're saying my grandfather... wants you to 'train' and my auntie?"
"Of course. If you don't believe , just ask him," Jiang Xinghai said, putting on his most innocent expression.
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