"You think too highly of me – I'm just an ordinary student. I don't really care about all these gang-related matters!" Chen Xiaobei shrugged.
"Surely, you jest…" Song Qincheng pursed her lips, occasionally darting nervous glances at the three thousand gang members. "Everyone here listens to you. Could you perhaps spare Fan Jian's life…?"
"I never said that his life was in danger," Chen Xiaobei replied.
"But– I saw the Fire Boss running a finger across his throat…" Song Qincheng said fearfully.
"Little Fire Boss, he just wanted to cripple me. How could you give the throat-slicing gesture? You violent maniac!" Chen Xiaobei exclaimed, crossing his arms and puffing his cheek.
"Yes- Yes… Yes, Bro Bei, you're absolutely right!" Fire Boss nodded and waved at "Cripple both of them and toss them out of Green Vine City! They'll have something else coming if they ever enter town again!"
