"Wang is asking you a question. Answer him immediately. What are you spacing out for?" Chen Xiaoyan said, nudging Zhu Daqi when she saw him stunned silent.
"Oh, sorry. I'll tell you now," Zhu Daqi said, snapping out of his stupor. He then rattled off Lin Li's address in detail.
"Building Three, 601." Wang Hao repeated the address, then turned and walked toward the nearby Ping'an Garden District.
Zhu Daqi watched as Wang Hao grew smaller in the distance, disappearing into the residential complex after a short while. He then turned to the person beside him. "Yan, Wang is just going to barge in like that. What if something goes wrong?"
Don't be fooled by the fact that Zhu Daqi worked at Liu Menglong's underground casino and usually put on a tough-guy act. The moment there was a chance of real trouble, he'd immediately chicken out.
At the end of the day, Zhu Daqi was just an ordinary person, nothing more than a punk who preyed on the weak and feared the strong.
