The boss wanted to treat us to shrimp, and Jiang Shouzhong, being a subordinate, naturally didn't stand on ceremony.
He just felt that Jia had missed out big time by not coming along.
The two went to the rather famous "Qiong Xiang Restaurant" and picked a corner spot on the first floor.
When the drunken shrimp was served, Li Nanshuang thoughtfully peeled the shrimp for her trusted lieutenant.
She was just like a maid serving a wealthy young master.
As the face of Wind Thunder Hall, she could slack off, old Jia could take a hike, Zhang Yunwu could switch allegiances, but Jiang, alone, could not leave.
If Jiang were to leave, the skies of Wind Thunder Hall would truly collapse.
Back when Nalan Xie of the Iron Cloth Hall had wanted to poach Jiang Shouzhong, if she hadn't blocked his door with two stone lions weighing over six hundred pounds each, Wind Thunder Hall might have lost its face.
