The old man was slightly taken aback by these words. Anyone who could talk about serving dishes to others was either an old hand in the Martial World or a descendant of those who handled criminal law. If this young fellow before him had completed his apprenticeship, it would be even more troublesome. He quickly put on a smiling face and said, "And here you say you're not from the underworld. Your jargon is smoother than anyone's."
"There's not much to it. If you want revenge, call your people over quickly. I see that you few old men can't withstand a beating from me."
Feeling the intense murderous intent, the old man kneeled and hunched over, chuckling nervously as he said, "We indeed acted shamefully today. When I return, I will scold them properly, do please be magnanimous, sir, and let this pass."
What a joke, I'm the victim here, the mark that these thieves set their eyes on. And it wasn't just my money they were after; they had their sights on my woman too.
