Meng Yue called Lu Yu to a secluded corner of the bar, then looked him up and down before Lu Yu spoke up, "Are you feeling really proud of yourself?"
Meng Yue's words caught Lu Yu slightly by surprise, and he replied, "What do I have to be proud of?"
Upon hearing Lu Yu's response, Meng Yue lifted her chin slightly, glancing at the group of astonished young men and women, and said, "Look, everyone's pointing fingers at you, endlessly praising how amazing you are. They're probably saying we're useless, that ten or more of us aren't worth as much as you alone!"
Actually, Meng Yue also felt quite frustrated about this. She had been planning the capture since last night, but today, not only did her plan not come into play, the number one drug dealer was knocked down by Lu Yu with a single punch, even before her police team made an appearance.
Thinking of this, combined with the pointing and whispering of the young men and women, made her feel incredibly stifled.
