"Boss, there's a group of people outside insisting that we compensate them for their losses!"
"Losses? What losses?" Niu Dali found it utterly baffling.
To ensure caution during this period, he and his men hadn't even stepped out of Xiyue Inn.
He turned his head to Zhang Xiaoqiang, "Was it you who went out and caused trouble?"
Zhang Xiaoqiang called Zuang Tianqu, "Big brother, you're falsely accusing me. We've been together all this time, when have you seen me leave?"
"Exactly, if it wasn't you, then where is this so-called compensation claim coming from?"
"Old Five, explain clearly, what's going on?" Zhang Xiaoqiang demanded.
"The compensation they're asking for isn't because of us, it's because of the Master!"
"Master? This gets even more confusing! Since the literary meeting, the Master has already left, what compensation do they want?" Niu Dali was even more puzzled.
