Zhao Mingshan looked at Lin Ming, the words he had said earlier suddenly echoing in his mind, "Go ahead and try to tie me up. Once you do, it won't be so easy to untie me."
A man under another's roof has no choice but to bow his head. Although Zhao Mingshan valued his pride, compared to his future or even his life, his pride wasn't worth a damn.
Zhao Mingshan's entire demeanor changed. He plastered an apologetic smile on his face and said, "It seems we've fought our own people by mistake! My two young brothers, you should have said something sooner. We're all family here. Today was a complete misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. You lot, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and untie our two young brothers!"
Although he hadn't been untied yet, the gag had been removed from Lin Xiaodong's mouth. He had no idea what had just happened, but Lin Ming had given him plenty of surprises lately, so Lin Xiaodong adapted quickly.
'Did Brother Min's mysterious master finally make a move?'
