Zhu Tiechui, upon hearing this, immediately began lamenting his woes, recounting to Ouke every detail of what had transpired.
To Ouke, there would be no secrets, for they were comrades. Besides, there was nothing about the prior events that needed concealing.
Ouke's brows deeply furrowed upon hearing this, and he said with a touch of helplessness, "Young Master Hong gave you three minutes to handle this matter, or he would find trouble with you, and now not even a minute remains. Even if I had a way, it's too late now!"
Zhu Tiechui clasped his hands over his abdomen, looking rather worried as he spoke, "What should I do then, offend Young Master Hong and just wait for his wrath to befall me? Ouke, you must save me, you know that Young Master Hong is no easy target!"
Ouke's frown grew even more pronounced, his helplessness evident. Why had all these issues converged today?
