"Alright, Boss, what you say goes," the skinny tall man reluctantly complied, subdued by the bald man's authority, spreading his hands, "Chinese people, I take back what I said, you are Chinese, I get it now."
Sean Knight immediately took a liking to the big man— at least he considered their feelings.
Actually, when Lincoln Harrington had moved just now, Sean was already prepared to act.
"Enough already." The skinny tall man felt humiliated and shouted at the others, "Get up, all of you, this place isn't safe. Get out of here quickly, or you're wasting your money. We only ensure your short-term safety around here, so rest up and then roll out soon!"
After saying that, he glanced at Sean Knight and Lincoln Harrington, his eyes still full of provocation.
"Won't you reconsider? This profession is very lucrative nowadays," the big man told Sean Knight and Lincoln Harrington, still not giving up, "One can take several jobs in a month, work for a year, and then retire!"
