"Who?"
"Lord Liu San."
Su Qingning's heart skipped a beat.
"I see. I'm on my way!"
She hung up the phone and raced toward the bar.
"Honey, what's wrong?"
"Someone is causing trouble at the bar."
"Who has the gall to do that!"
"Lord Liu San."
"And who is this moron?"
"He's Liu Shaoyang's uncle," Su Qingning said gravely, "and one of the two great enforcers under the King of Jinling City."
"And who is this piece of trash, the King of Jinling City?"
That comment startled Su Qingning so much she almost lost her grip on the steering wheel.
In all of Jinling City, only this moron would dare to speak of the King like that.
"Lin Xiao, don't court death. The King of Jinling City rules the city's underworld. He's powerful in both legitimate and criminal circles, with connections that reach the heavens. After all, he's a subordinate of Xiao Shixiong, the King of the Southern Town!"
