"Gang Leader Zhao, remember your own words."
He narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at Zhao Shun, and Xu Fan, dropping the towel in his hand, headed straight for the door.
"Wait!"
Logically speaking, he should have been grateful that this pest was leaving on his own, yet, at that moment, Zhao Shun summoned the courage to stop Xu Fan.
"Heh heh, boss, no fight, no acquaintance, see, can we perhaps be friends?"
Under the astonished gazes of numerous subordinates, Zhao Shun, like a fawning pug, shamelessly buttered up to Xu Fan.
With Hong Kong Island now gathering many experts, Zhao Shun was sure that this master before him was no mere crew member.
He must have come to Hong Kong Island mostly for the Martial Arts exchange!
If he could befriend such a master, then his Fuk An Gang would surely rise to another level on Hong Kong Island!
Then, who would not respectfully address him as Lord Zhao?
"Make friends?"
"Yes yes yes, make friends."
