“I understand, we’re all comrades. Brother Zhou, no need to be formal,” Feng Wentai pondered for a moment, then sincerely said, “Thank you for rescuing us last night. Your little brother suffered, and that’s my fault.”
He waved to the bodyguard waiting at the factory door, saying, “Call Lu Hui over.”
Lu Hui was the bespectacled man with a large bruise on his throat, caused by Zhou Rong’s elbow against the wall the previous night.
“I must have this incompetent subordinate apologize to that young brother,” Feng Wentai said with utmost sincerity, “This incident was extremely serious and must serve as a warning. Please understand, Brother Zhou…
Zhou Rong once again failed to meet everyone’s expectations. He reluctantly turned back and called out, “Si Nan!”
Si Nan turned his head from beside the armored vehicle. Zhou Rong saw that Si Nan wasn’t holding any bottle, so he waved and said, “Come here!”
Si Nan was obedient in front of others. He walked over slowly, and when he got close, Zhou Rong saw a small dried pink sugar stain at the corner of his lips.
Zhou Rong grabbed him without explanation and rubbed his thumb heavily twice.
Si Nan turned his head forcefully to avoid him, giving him a cold glance.
— That gaze was so chilling that Zhou Rong instantly remembered the time in T City when Si Nan rode a motorcycle out of a sea of corpses, with the cold and sharp look from under his helmet, exactly the same as now.
The little person in Zhou Rong’s heart immediately surrendered.
“This is the one who pulled you last night,” Zhou Rong said, hugging Si Nan and coaxing, “He wants to apologize to you in person, look, that’s why he brought you here.”
Lu Hui, tall and with a gloomy face, seemed reluctant to move. After being glared at by Feng Wentai, he knelt on one leg, and soon knelt on the other leg.
“It was an accident last night,” he said hoarsely, “Sorry, brother, don’t mind.”
Si Nan stood silently, expressionless, saying nothing.
Feng Wentai’s eyes moved slightly, and he coughed to cover up: “This young man of Captain Zhou is truly… extraordinary in skill, and handsome.”
He then turned and scolded his subordinate: “You bastard! Kneeling straight, who are you showing this to? Kowtow!”
