The farce had seemingly come to an end. Young Master Xiao Hao had refused to acknowledge the debt and declined to fulfill the bet. After all the tough talk, it turned out to be all for show. In any case, Chen Fei ended up with nothing and was completely frustrated.
But just as he was preparing to leave, the situation took an unexpected turn. Xiao Qianrang wanted to see him?
Perfect. Isn't Xiao Hao his nephew? The young one ran off, so the old one should be ashamed not to come and settle the score, right?
Therefore, he couldn't be bothered to leave and decided to wait at the Dongyun Club.
Meanwhile, the midday sun was at its zenith. The rush hour in Tongzhou City, the provincial capital, had just passed when several black Rolls-Royces sped along the road, heading toward the Dongyun International Private Club.
