Bai Tianyou wasn't some street thug who resolved everything with fists; as an industry tycoon, if something could be settled with dialogue, he would never resort to violence, which was always the last step. Having dominated the Jianghu for decades and encountered countless people, negotiation was Bai Tianyou's forte. Dealing with this young lad in front of him should be more than manageable.
Ah Wei brought over a chair and placed it behind Yang Fan, who sat down and stared straight at Bai Tianyou: "You must be fully aware of the situation, Brother You, and I understand what you've said. But my stance remains the same: Qiu Mingjun got what he deserved, it was his own fault. If you, Brother You, insist on standing up for him and force me into a corner where either the fish dies or the net splits, I'm ready to see it through to the end."
This time, an enraged Bai Tianyou stood up vehemently: "Kid, you're playing me."
