"Fatty, close the door," Qin Feiyang ordered.
Fatty swiftly ran to shut the door. He then turned, rubbing his hands together, his gaze on Jiang Wei full of ill intent.
"Brother Butterball, believe me, I have no ill intentions; I came here sincerely," Jiang Wei said, his expression panicked as he kept backing away.
"Sincerity?" A glint flashed in Qin Feiyang's eyes as he barked, "Fatty, stop fooling around!"
Fatty smirked. "You'd better not have any malicious intent, or Fatty here guarantees your 'chrysanthemum' will blossom."
Jiang Wei immediately clamped his legs together, like a terrified little white mouse.
Qin Feiyang sat down at the dining table and said, "Alright, show me your sincerity!"
Jiang Wei quickly turned and said, "The City Lord and the Mu Family Head plan to assassinate you and Ling Yunfei tonight. Those two who were following you just now are the City Lord's trusted aides."
Fatty shouted, "How outrageous! Are they ever going to stop?"
