After briefly instructing the four, Xu Fan waved his hand and said, "Alright, I've said what needs to be said for today; you guys should leave first."
At Xu Fan's command, the four dared not disobey and respectfully nodded their heads before they supported Zhou Zhanlong and withdrew from the private room.
Clap clap clap.
At this point, Uncle Yao, who had been watching the drama unfold, couldn't help but start clapping.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, killing the chicken to scare the monkey, combining grace and severity—Xu Fan, my boy, you've really earned my respect."
Although he had been sitting by and watching, Uncle Yao was still very worried that Xu Fan might suffer at the hands of the three men.
Xu Fan was indeed a raw talent, but he was still quite young and lacked experience, which might put him at a disadvantage against those three who had been through thick and thin over the years.
