Looking at Jia Tianba's self-satisfied grin, Ya Ting pretended to be clueless, asking him curiously like an inquisitive baby, "Elder Jia, if you don't mind my asking, how do you intend to expand the turf of Qinglong Club?"
Jia Tianba spoke arrogantly, "I have my methods, you don't need to worry about that."
"Oh, now I understand!"
Ya Ting suddenly slammed the table, shouting loudly in surprise, that startled Jia Tianba, making him tremble all over. He thought this Slaughterer with a smiling face was finally going to lose it, and looked at Ya Ting nervously.
Jia Tianba's men tensely cocked their guns, ready for battle.
Upon seeing their readiness for mass attack, Ya Ting quickly gestured to them, "Don't be nervous! Don't be nervous! Put down your guns! Down!"
Everyone of Jia Tianba's gang looked at him, and only after Jia Tianba nodded, they put down their guns, no longer aiming at Ya Ting.
Truth be told, deep in his bones, Jia Tianba was quite afraid of Ya Ting.
