"Damn it, just watching this kid make money is even more agonizing than losing my own!"
A skinny tall vendor gritted his teeth.
"Yeah, this son of a bitch even says he's going to buy every day. This just can't go on—if he's here, can we even make a living anymore?"
Another dark-skinned vendor immediately chimed in with a scowl.
"Let's go find Brother Chen. We each chip in a hundred, bribe him a bit, and have him drive this kid away."
The thin tall one thought for a moment and said.
"Right, let's do it!"
The dark-skinned man agreed immediately. They left their stalls and walked into the market.
Soon after, they came out with a young man wearing a uniform similar to a security guard, built on the heavier side.
"Brother Chen, it's him. This kid is driving us to a dead end!"
The two vendors immediately pointed at Li Fei.
