Until 8 o'clock in the morning, Fatty Tiger had not shown up. Just as Jiang Xiaobai had expected, Fatty Tiger was already scared by him and didn't have the guts to come to him for revenge in person.
Fatty Tiger didn't show, but Zhao Sanlin did.
Yesterday afternoon when Jiang Xiaobai was passing through Songlin Town, he gave Zhao Sanlin two hundred bucks, asking Zhao Sanlin to come and find him this morning.
"Xiaobai, I'm here."
Zhao Sanlin brought breakfast from the town for Jiang Xiaobai. Knowing that Jiang Xiaobai liked the steamed buns from the town, he had specially bought some on his way.
"Brother Zhao, you're quite the charmer now. I didn't expect you, old Iron Rooster, to actually buy something for me to eat. Surely the sun hasn't risen from the west today?" Jiang Xiaobai chuckled.
Zhao Sanlin said, "Buying you food and you still complain, well, don't expect me to buy anything again next time."
