Young Master picked up the phone and walked out of the private room. Su Weifeng didn't stop him, merely watching him with a smile. Su Weifeng knew this man wouldn't possibly run away—if he could run away, he wouldn't have been able to become the big boss of Chinatown. As for who he might be able to find, Su Weifeng didn't care in the slightest. Better to settle everything today than to have another pop up tomorrow. It would be more convenient to deal with them all at once and save the trouble.
Xia Bing looked at Su Weifeng, her expression somewhat tense, and after thinking for a bit, she sat next to him and whispered,
"Let's leave now while Lord Xiong isn't here. Otherwise, it'll be trouble when his men arrive." Xia Bing said with some urgency.
"Relax, there won't be any problems," Su Weifeng replied, and patted her leg.
