Immediately, Xiong Ba asked, "Mr. Yang, what do you think of this arrangement?"
"That'll do," Yang Qi said nonchalantly. "It wasn't a big deal to begin with."
Brother Bao let out a long sigh of relief and hurriedly kowtowed. "Mr. Yang, you are magnanimous! From now on, my life is yours. Command me as you wish!"
He was truly terrified. If Yang Qi had decided to pursue the matter, his life might have been forfeit. Fortunately, Yang Qi wasn't so extreme.
Xiong Ba was also grateful to Yang Qi—after all, Zhang Bao was his most capable fighter, and it would be a huge headache if he were crippled. "Mr. Yang, whenever you wish to dine here, just come straight over. From now on, the best table will always be reserved for you. No one else can take it. You can come anytime you like, no reservation needed!"
Immediately, he called out, "Everyone, listen up! Please ask all the other guests to leave. Today I have a distinguished guest, so their meals are all on the house!"
