Everyone had tumbled and fought in society for so many years, they all had some backing. Even if Bahu's support was strong, they were not pushovers.
Before, they didn't want to break completely with Bahu, simply because they didn't want things to get out of hand and end up with both sides suffering. Now that the face-off had occurred, everyone was all in.
"Wait a moment!"
Listening to the conversation, Liu Yun frowned slightly. Before she could finish speaking, her expression changed as she caught sight from the corner of her eye of Xiaobao once again raising a chair toward Bahu.
"You still want to call for backup?"
Xiaobao wasn't stupid. Seeing Bahu pull out his phone, he understood immediately. Just as Bahu had pressed a number, Xiaobao smirked and said with a hehe, "Looks like you still don't 'Understand' what I said."
"Did I say you could call for help?" Before Xiaobao's voice fell, the chair in his hand once again swung toward Bahu.
"I... you little punk..."
