Of course, Chen Che couldn't possibly align with this fat catfish's wishes.
This guy, able to stir up the deepest greed in people's hearts and proliferate it.
It's like planting a seed, carefully watering it, letting it crack open, sprout, grow into a giant tree, bear fruit, and finally be devoured with a flick of the tongue.
If Chen Che were to bring Tahm into his budding empire, who knows what kind of trouble might arise.
Maybe someone within might want to take a little more than what was planned, just a bit more, still within Chen Che's tolerance.
Perhaps Tahm, to fill his belly, would further incite one's greed, turning a small indulgence into a full-scale corruption, like a corrupt official.
Rejected, Tahm wagged his tongue angrily, exclaiming, "Treating me like a neutered house cat? (Chained at the gate, starving enough to nibble radioactive cockroaches mixed with cement! You're a capitalist with a heart more toxic than nuclear waste!"
