Xu Qianli had a table and chairs set up outside the breakfast shop and sat there waiting, imitating the ancient practice of public trial. He was determined to see who was bold enough to stir trouble under his guise.
The news had spread, and many people, hearing that Xu Qianli was going to hold a public interrogation, hurried over to join the crowd, quickly forming three layers inside and three layers outside.
People were chattering, discussing the matter. They were curious to see how Xu Qianli would handle it.
Zhang Tao was efficient, quickly bringing the people over.
The one in front was a thirty-year-old man, tall and stout with a buzz cut, dark-skinned, a pure black man.
Besides him, there were more than twenty underlings, all tattooed with dragons and phoenixes, all drunk as skunks.
Zhang Tao said, "Leader, this is him. His name is Lv Li."
Xu Qianli looked at Lv Li with a smile that was not quite a smile and started taunting him.
"So, you're my cousin?"
