Triangular Eyes Bass suddenly jumped up and shouted "Boss," with an expression of utmost respect.
The short-statured Weimon was indeed a tough character, with plenty of ways to handle people.
"You sit down, brother." The short Weimon ignored Bass and first gestured to his huge brother to sit.
Then, he cast a glance at Bass, "I heard you let someone bully you? Or did you get into trouble?"
With just one look, Triangular Eyes Bass started sweating on his forehead.
"Those two Huaxia people are too tough. More than twenty of our brothers were no match. But luckily, I snatched their valuable thing. They will definitely come for it, and then we'll have a chance for revenge! Mr. Weimon, they dared to bully Mr. Daimon, you have to stand up for us!"
The short Weimon snorted coldly, walked over to the old locksmith, and peeked at the box.
The old white-headed locksmith was fully focused on manipulating the keyhole, seemingly unaware of Weimon's arrival.
