"Take him to the household registration office and have him change his name."
"Remember, call him Shit Yong, that's right, 'shit' as in a pile of crap, and 'Yong' as in courage, a brave pile of shit."
Mo Han sneered, "If he's unwilling, do whatever you want with him."
Brother Hu nodded and tentatively asked, "Do we need any other punishments?"
With a slight smile, Mo Han replied, "What did he just say he was going to do to me?"
"Just now?"
Thinking back, Brother Hu replied, "Right, he just said something about Mister Mo's legs..."
"Well, that settles it then."
Mo Han patted Brother Hu on the shoulder and smiled, "Brother Hu, I'll trouble you with this."
To those unaware, the demeanor and posture might suggest a great relationship between the two.
Brother Hu nodded repeatedly and, half-bowing, stood beside Zhang Da, respectfully watching Mo Han leave.
"Phew..."
Once Mo Han left on his electric scooter, Brother Hu collapsed to the ground all at once.
