"You're in trouble."
In the small courtyard of the Wax Hutong, only adorned with red lanterns but no signboard, there now wafts a delightful mix of aromas—meat, herbs, along with the faint scent of rouge from a young woman cooking—lending the whole yard an agreeable and natural charm.
At this very moment, Yusuf Zuck and Thunderbolt Beads are inside this courtyard. It's a tidy private residence, not open to the public. As for the relationship between Thunderbolt Beads and the young woman, Yusuf cannot fathom, because she has a husband, a simple and honest man. Since Thunderbolt Beads arrived, the couple did not seem at all uneasy, treating him simply as a guest.
"I know." Yusuf took a sip of tea, smiled, and said, "The Arellano Family and the Berger Family are probably both keeping an eye on me. The moment you leave, they'll come looking for me immediately!"
