Chapter 659 The Match

• Faced with Sun Liping’s roar, Tan Rusheng just wiped his gold-rimmed glasses, calm as ever. “So what if you’re a gentleman, so what if you’re a beast in fine clothes? This world isn’t black or white. Only profit makes people switch masks.”
• He straightened his tall frame and gave a slight bow, like he was seeing off the dead. “Uncle Sun, rest easy. I’ll take care of the Sun family’s men. I won’t let them die like you did—throwing their lives away over your narrow view.”
• Tan Rusheng turned, flicked his hand. “Someone, see the two of them off.”