In the cramped living room of the dilapidated bungalow, Ye Chenfeng sat on a slightly damaged high-back chair, with Brother Hu standing to the left of Ye Chenfeng. Liu Haoguang, Liu Haoran, Liang Mufan, and Lu Jiang, these four men stood before Ye Chenfeng, their heads bowed, whereas Han Chuxue and the other three women remained in the room on the right, not stepping out.
As Ye Chenfeng looked at Liu Haoguang and the others before him, their heads hung like children who had done wrong, he knew that Liu Haoguang and Liang Mufan could not entirely be blamed. After all, a few rotten apples were inevitable in a large gang. Therefore, having realized this, the expression on Ye Chenfeng's face eased considerably.
"Alright, no more dark looks, the matter of today ends here. I won't pursue your responsibility any further," Ye Chenfeng said to Liu Haoguang and the others standing before him.
