"Why isn't Slave Bi back yet? It's been a day and a night."
In Tianxiang Restaurant, Xu Chengxuan stood in front of the window and looked at the endless stream of people on the street in frustration. It was rare for him to feel so uneasy. After all, he had many capable people under him, but none of them were a match for Slave Bi. Slave Bi had never disappointed him. However, for some reason, he became more and more nervous with Slave Bi's delayed return.
"Young Master, this isn't the first time Slave Bi has run around," said a fat and strong man behind him. As Xu Chengxuan's subordinates, they had followed Xu Chengxuan for even longer, but they were far inferior to Slave Bi. It would be a lie to say that they weren't jealous, but his complaint was also true.
