Chu Hao didn't even glance at the Shamate punks. It was Li Yin who smiled and said, "Well, well, if it isn't our 'Brother Qi in society.' Given up on studying to mix with the gangs now, have we?"
An older Shamate, his hair dyed a myriad of colors, shouted angrily, "You little bastard! How dare you talk to my Brother Qi like that?"
This guy is old enough to be Wang Qi's father, yet he's calling him 'Brother Qi'!
Wang Qi was pleased. He had specifically hired these Shamates, paying them to put on a show. He waved his hand with the air of a gangster and said, "Be a bit gentler with them. After all, we were schoolmates. It's not too late to beat them up when the duel begins." The older Shamate then backed off.
However, Chu Hao seemed thoughtful. He looked at the Shamates and said with a grand gesture, "You lot, how much did Wang Qi pay you? Brother Hao will give you five times that amount if you help me beat someone up later."
