Chapter 688 I’ll Handle It

• The lady boss hurried over, taking one arm of Quincy and one of Su Chong, guiding them down with soft grace and careful smiles. She poured two warm pots of liquor.
• That gentle touch cooled most of Su Chong’s rage. And when it came to Quincy, he wasn’t fully sure of the man. Quincy was the only son of the family and the apple of Old Mr. Quincy’s eye. If anything happened to him, that elder who practically held half the country in his hands might go insane.
• If they really threw down, no matter who won, Su Chong wouldn’t walk away clean.