Liu Dajun was very unwilling to kowtow to Wang Xiaolong.
He even wanted to tear Wang Xiaolong apart.
Because he had never been as embarrassed as he had been these past two days in his entire life.
But he was also well aware that a wise man knows when to retreat.
Given the current situation, he was sure that he couldn't beat Wang Xiaolong, and considering their conflicts, a fully recovered Wang Xiaolong would definitely seek to settle old scores with him.
Therefore, whether it was to stabilize Wang Xiaolong first or to find a more suitable opportunity for revenge, he needed to implement some strategies.
Liu Dajun thought that no matter how tough Wang Xiaolong was, he was still a villager. A few nice words and some drinks should temporarily fix things.
Of course, this matter needed to be dealt with urgently, otherwise by the time Wang Xiaolong took the initiative to visit in the morning, a few bottles of liquor wouldn't suffice.
It was now ten o'clock at night.
