"Since it's an invitation from Mr. Andy, I must certainly attend," Luo Feng said with a smile. However, Andy looked at Luo Feng and scoffed disdainfully.
In Andy's eyes, Luo Feng was overly confident and naïve.
At the end of the day, businessmen always like to play their cunning tricks, thinking that everyone will adhere to a certain code of conduct and not overstep their boundaries.
But Andy wasn't a businessman; he belonged to the underworld. If anyone offended him, he wouldn't care about any codes or traditions.
"Very well," Andy said. "If you're so confident, then let's meet tomorrow afternoon. We can discuss this business deal in detail."
Having said that, Andy left. His henchmen, who had been lying on the ground, scrambled to their feet and departed quickly.
Watching their retreating figures, Luo Feng felt a sense of helplessness.
Although confident in his abilities, Luo Feng knew they would likely set a trap for him.
