"I just heard someone talking about respect. Shouldn't I get some too?" Chi Zijing said cheerfully, "The Mutual Assistance Association has activities today, and they will continue into the night. Let's not fight here, everyone~"
Budman glared at him for a while, then turned his head first. Budman spat fiercely and led his men to follow.
The president sheathed his long knife, waved his hand, and strolled away like a retired official, saying only in a relaxed tone,
"It's best not to fight~"
"Thank you," Qin Qianbai said.
"Next time, treat me to a meal when you're free," Gongsun Ce replied, yawning.
After the scuffle, it was already afternoon. Yizhong, which had become a battlefield, was still undergoing repairs. It would be a few hours before it could reopen. For now, the three were wandering around Erzhong, a few streets away, where Qin Qianbai was picking out practical furniture with Kardesia.
