Li Qiao didn't want to get into a fight today because she was meeting Shang Yu later.
But Tu Anliang seemed to be asking for trouble, Luoyu had made it very clear, yet he was relentless.
As for that so-called big meeting, Li Qiao couldn't be bothered to ponder it.
She guessed… it probably had something to do with Shang Yu, too.
At that moment, Luoyu's eyes flickered with disdain as she sneered, "I'll handle this petty matter, you don't need to lift a finger."
Li Qiao calmly accepted the arrangement, turning back toward the passenger seat and softly urging, "Hurry up, he's waiting."
Luoyu smiled in response, "Give me five minutes."
Seeing this unfold, Tu Anliang felt something was off.
He had brought quite a few people with him today just to intimidate them.
Resolve it in five minutes? He thought it was all bluster!
As the local strongman of South City, Tu Anliang was accustomed to being surrounded by underlings, a king in his own right.
