The people in the plaza exchanged glances.
Fatty's words were an unabashed mockery.
But they couldn't understand, given Fu An-shan's mind, how could he not notice? Why hadn't he gotten angry?
Fatty said, "Fu Grand Steward, I heard you're looking for my boss?"
Suppressing his anger, Fu An-shan nodded and said, "Yes, I ask you brothers to please inform him."
"Sorry."
"My boss is unavailable now."
"Also, is this your sincerity? If it's just this, then even if I inform him, my boss might not see you!"
Fatty said mockingly.
"So according to you, what counts as sincerity?"
Fu An-shan asked with a smile.
"He can still smile? Has this old guy been kicked silly by a mule?"
The people murmured.
Fatty chuckled, baring his teeth, "Alright, seeing how humble you are, let me show you the way—kneel. As long as you kneel here, I guarantee the boss will come out to see you sooner or later."
A furious flame burst forth within Fu An-shan!
Meanwhile.
