Tie Zhuzi and Xiao Xuan left the place full, then sat there with no shame.
"You two go back first, and tell Jiang Chao and the others to quickly figure out the scope of Han Guoli's former influence. That's all ours now," Xiang Yu instructed them.
With a nod, Tie Zhuzi and the other person left first.
Seeing them all drunk, Xiang Yu couldn't be bothered with them. But since Miao Honglei was his elder brother in name, he had no choice but to help Miao Honglei onto the sofa.
Around eleven in the morning, Miao Honglei finally climbed up, groggy. He felt pain in his cheek, and rubbing it uncomfortably, he looked at Xiang Yu and said, "Why do I feel like someone punched me in the head?"
Seeing him awake, Xiang Yu then poured him a glass of water and explained, "Big brother, you were drunk and hit your head on the table, then I helped you onto the sofa."
Miao Honglei nodded, seemingly believing him, aware that in this place, no one dared to hit him—that would be courting death.
