"You're just terrible at being a yakuza member!"
Xiao Luo said as he slapped Suzuki Ikuo's shoulder. What kind of yakuza member was he? Patriotism aside, this man was blessed with the talent of a comedian and he was incredibly analytical. To put it in a nutshell, the man was a genius. "Of all the things you could have become, you had to choose the yakuza. You sure picked the wrong path, do you know that?"
"Mmph, mmph..."
"Ah, ah..."
The mute man nodded repeatedly, agreeing completely with Xiao Luo. Seeing the mute's animated reaction, the deaf man felt elated and broke out in a jig, although he was not fully aware of what was going on.
"Did I really pick the wrong path?"
Suzuki Ikuo scratched the back of his head. This was the first time he was having doubts about his career, despite it being financially rewarding.
