Dragging Fatty along, Qin Feiyang approached the three leaders.
Seeing Fatty tagging along, Ji Jin's expression flickered. Enduring the intense pain, he said in a low voice, "Fatty, what are you doing here? Does this concern you?"
His eyes held a subtle threat.
Fatty had initially been quite nervous, but Ji Jin's insolent attitude instantly infuriated him. He retorted, "Don't you know? Master Fatty has a hobby: standing up for justice wherever he sees injustice!"
Ji Jin's gaze darkened.
Beside them, Ling Yan and Lu Hong looked at Ji Jin, their eyes filled with suspicion.
Qin Feiyang scanned the three of them and sneered, "Master Fatty, let's skip the nonsense and get straight to business."
"You got it!" Fatty chuckled, rolling up his sleeves as if preparing for a brawl.
"Ahem!" Elder Feng coughed pointedly. "If anyone dares to make a move in front of me, don't blame this old man for dismantling their bones!"
