"This guy knows his boundaries."
Seeing that Bick was reliable, Ning Fan felt his resentment from the "freeloader" ease up quite a bit.
"Where's Las Vegas? It shouldn't be too far."
Ning Fan shook his head and soon fell asleep.
The next morning, as soon as Ning Fan headed out, he was greeted by a member of the Blood Clan waiting for him.
"Mr. Ning, there's an African American named Bick claiming to be your driver."
"He's pretty punctual."
Looking at the dim morning light, Ning Fan nodded, "Tell him to wait for me in the hotel lobby. I'll be down shortly."
"Yes, sir."
Entering the living room, Ning Fan noticed William and his group already waiting there.
Alice greeted with a smile, "Good morning, Ning Fan."
"Good morning."
Looking at the heaps of large bags on the ground, Ning Fan initially thought they were all snacks.
"Are you heading out now, Ning Fan?"
Upon seeing Ning Fan nod, William added, "Let me see you off."
