Song Lejun’s departure left everyone present dumbfounded. This notorious little crazy of the Song Family, after being slapped and humiliated, would actually swallow his pride and leave on his own,
which was truly beyond their expectations.
Even veterans like Liu Dungang couldn’t quite grasp it.
Logically speaking, after suffering a loss, a madman should become even more violent. How could he be so calm?
This was something many people present couldn’t understand.
However, not understanding is one thing, Song Lejun leaving is another. Thɪs chapter is updated by N0veI.Fiɾe.net
With Song Lejun’s departure, Song He, who had been arrogantly taunting Fang Yi, no longer had a hint of a smile on his face, looking as wilted as a frost-beaten eggplant or as if his mother had died—his expression was extremely ugly.
With the biggest support, his second brother gone, Song He had no reason to be arrogant or high-profile here.
He couldn’t help but look at Song Que, waiting to see what Song Que would do.
At this moment, Song Que was no better off than Song He. If it weren’t for so many people watching, he would probably have lost it regardless of his age.
Being insulted as an old geezer and shown the middle finger, Song Que had utterly lost face tonight.
"You little bastard of the Fang Family, you’d better wait, I definitely won’t let you off easily!" Song Que said coldly.
"Old bastard, I’m waiting." Fang Yi just replied calmly.
It was the same as before; since Fang Yi dared to do it, he wasn’t afraid.
Song Que snorted coldly and left, and as soon as he did, Song He quickly followed, running away as if for his life.
Soon, the place returned to calm once again.
But unlike Song Que and Song Lejun’s casual exit, someone was still stuck here, utterly stupefied, as if struck by lightning.
When the eyes of everyone present focused on him, his legs trembled, almost collapsing to his knees.
The balding captain, with a Mediterranean style, twitched his mouth, forcing out a smile very different from his previously smug expression—now completely cowardly.
"Captain Mao." Fang Yi slowly spoke.
"Wrong, wrong, I was wrong!" Captain Mao immediately shouted, bowing to Fang Yi and said, "It was me who didn’t recognize a Tall Mountain, it was me being stupid, please, be gracious and spare me, I truly was wrong..."
Captain Mao’s speed in admitting defeat was faster than flipping a page. After pleading for a while and receiving no response, he looked up to see everyone staring at him with a peculiar look.
Especially Fang Yi, whose face wore a smile with unclear meaning.
Suddenly, Fang Yi placed a hand on Captain Mao’s shoulder, instantly scaring him into a shiver.
"Captain Mao, I said my shop wouldn’t close, right?" Fang Yi smiled gently.
Captain Mao’s lips twitched, not daring to answer. Previously backed by Song Lejun, he had plenty of confidence.
But now, with Song Lejun gone, Captain Mao had no backer, how could he dare to be arrogant?
"Mr. Fang, I was wrong, please...please spare me this time." Captain Mao said with an ingratiating smile.
"Spare you? It’s not impossible."
Captain Mao’s eyes lit up instantly.
"As long as anyone causes trouble in my shop in the future, I’ll consider it your doing. Is that okay?" Fang Yi turned the conversation, saying this.
This time, Captain Mao really couldn’t stand anymore, his legs went soft, and he plopped on the ground.
Captain Mao wanted to cry.
What the fuck is this all about!