Luke said, "We're here to do business, and peace is the most valuable thing.
Last time was our fault, we're willing to compensate you 500 US dollars and let this matter rest. What do you think?
We are very sincere."
"Five hundred US dollars is too little, I want one thousand," Blue Hair listened to the approaching sirens, his voice slightly shaky, but he couldn't back down in front of his underlings; backing down would mean losing all his dignity.
"I'll give it," Li Zhaonian quickly pulled out one thousand US dollars in cash and handed it to Blue Hair.
"Smart move, we're leaving."
Blue Hair waved his hand, signaling his underlings to leave, and said to Luke on the side, "Think wisely about what you say to the cops. If you involve us, you'll regret it."
"Don't worry, we'll handle it."
Blue Hair and a few of his underlings left the restaurant, and upon seeing a police car not far away, quickly ran in the opposite direction.
