"Even Wang Ming could only look up to a big shot like that." In Tang Yuehua's eyes, Wang Ming was already an impressive young master in Jiangzhong. Compared to this powerhouse who made waves in Jiangzhong's underworld, however, he still fell short.
"Yes, even Wang Ming couldn't do something like this," Tang Xuewu agreed after a moment of thought. "I really wonder who Han Tao offended." She recalled the events of that night, her mind filled with doubt.
"I'm afraid only high-ranking government officials would know anything about that," Tang Yuehua explained, taking another apple. "After all, even they wouldn't dare to provoke him. There's no way we could guess who he is."
"You're right." Tang Xuewu nodded with a smile, then said slowly, "Alright, let's drop it. By the way, Auntie, how have you been lately? Grandfather... he hasn't..."
