After being reminded by Mo Xiaoqiang, Auntie Sun also recalled that the sisters familiar with Butcher Yu at the brothel used to say that Butcher Yu was unreliable, a petty person who would forget righteousness at the sight of profit.
"Damn it, he actually dares to target me, I'll skin him alive tomorrow," Auntie Sun cursed viciously.
"Right, my lady, I'll accompany you tomorrow," Mo Xiaoqiang volunteered, gleefully thinking to himself, with so much silver coming back, there must be half of it for him. Then, he could go back to spending freely in brothels and live it up like a Master.
"We'll see,"
Auntie Sun muttered ambiguously, fear tugging at her. She worried that if things turned sour, Butcher Yu, driven into a corner, might disclose her past at the brothel, and the Mo family would certainly not tolerate her.
"My lady, rest assured, with your husband here, I will definitely help you get the silver back."
