Chen Wu looked at Cheng Yuan with a puzzled expression, unable to understand why Cheng Yuan would agree to his request.
"Are you really letting me make a call?"
"Make your call."
"Put the knife away first."
Cheng Yuan snorted disdainfully and moved the knife away.
Only then did Chen Wu cautiously take out his cell phone and dial Huang Kun's number.
The phone rang several times before connecting, Huang Kun's drunken voice came through.
"Xiao Wu, calling me so late, did you cause trouble again? Haven't I warned you? Officer Xue just took office, I told you to keep a low profile! Why do you always cause trouble for me?"
Chen Wu, nearly in tears from feeling wronged, began to blame others first.
"Uncle, it really wasn't me this time, I was just slapped for no reason."
"I argued with them, but they stabbed me! Stabbed right through my wrist! My life is probably ruined!"
