"Long San, in the game of thrones, you win or you die; I have nothing to say," Du Fei said, his face a picture of dejection.
What else could he do, curse and fuss, venting his dissatisfaction, mocking Long San for relying on the strength of others?
As the boss of the north side of Tiandong City, a notable figure in the underworld, Du Fei would never do such a thing.
Because such behavior would only reveal his incompetence and serve no other purpose.
Du Fei didn't consider himself to be incompetent, so even if he were defeated, he would accept his defeat openly.
"Boss Du is indeed a smart man who sees the situation clearly and conducts himself decisively," Long San said with a deeper smile upon hearing Du Fei's words.
With Du Fei uttering such a sentence, the matters of the north side of the city could be considered settled.
Du Fei had clearly chosen to give up resistance and to let things take their course.
