Previously, he had heard some rumors, saying that within the gang now, some newcomers didn't even know who he was, and that Tong Han, the acting leader, had more influence than him, the Pingxi Marquis.
But Yang Xiao didn't care about this because he knew that Tong Han was on the same page as him, and no one could drive a wedge between them.
They were good brothers, sharing a bond forged through life-and-death situations.
After chatting for a while, suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and then Ling Yanyu walked in, looking embarrassed, "Well... Mr. Song said he's asleep now, and any business should wait until tomorrow morning."
"Truly ungrateful!" Sui Chengguo slammed his wine glass on the table with a "thud," spilling wine everywhere.
