"Why are you following me?" Wang Linchi turned his head to look at the three suspicious-looking men tailing him. They were robust, but judging from the calluses on their hands and their gait, they didn't seem like decent folk. They had the air of thugs who caused trouble wherever they went.
He had only left Li Huai's house less than ten minutes ago when he noticed them. Their surveillance skills are so poor, it's almost insulting, he thought.
The three men exchanged glances before their apparent leader spoke. "Our boss wants to see you."
"Follow us quietly, and don't force us to draw our knives."
As he spoke, he subtly revealed the dagger hidden in his clothes, his tone dripping with menace.
"The Mud Gang?" The moment Wang Linchi heard the word 'boss', the Mud Gang immediately sprang to mind. They had lost a significant number of members, so naturally, they wouldn't let it slide.
