Chen Yuzhou’s father, this unnamed enemy that has yet to show himself before me, for him, I have nothing but respect for his intelligence right now. This man really qualifies as a proper “enemy” of mine. He thinks with his brain.
He didn’t attempt to overwhelm me with numbers, either monetarily or in fist counts. Instead, he patiently sent his pawns to me one by one, always seeing if he could manage to dig up a little more about my background, crippling and severing my connections one by one, little by little. His methods had been much more refined than anything Chen Yuzhou had done up until now. I’m sure that, by this welcoming party he arranged for me, Chen Yuzhou must have told him about my relationship with Night Wolve’s Lon.
From behind me, came a round sniggering and knuckle cracking.
Before they say anything, I cut in before they did, “Chou, right? Before you begin, why don’t you hear me out first? It’ll be quick, I promise.”
Then from behind me came a chorus of laughter. Heh, never thought that I had such a talent in the comedy business before.
“Chou, Big Bro, did you hear that, did you hear what he just called you?”