Furthermore, because of Su Kuan's wealth, he could afford to lower his prices by ninety percent and even a hundred percent against a fierce competitor, forcing them to relocate to another city or become part of Su Kuan's businesses.
Thus, Su Kuan had always gotten what he wanted.
Now, Su Kuan's judgment fell on Duan Mu. His restaurant had been marked as a threat, and there was nothing he could do to stop the hammer from falling on his head.
'If only Su Kuan used underhanded tactics that could get him in trouble,' Duan Mu sighed.
As for the truth of the matter, Duan Mu was oblivious to it. The underhanded methods Su Kuan had used until today could be counted in the hundreds and would only increase with time.
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Meanwhile, a hundred feet away, on top of the roof of a three-story building, three black-cloaked figures sat cross-legged as they stared unblinkingly at Duan's Restaurant.
