"Haha..."
"That slap to the face was really satisfying!"
After Fu An-shan left, Fatty immediately gave Li He a thumbs up and laughed.
Li He also had a big smile on his face.
In the past, even if he knew the other party was unfriendly, he wouldn't have turned against them face to face like today.
But now, he's got confidence and isn't afraid anymore.
Suddenly.
Li He furrowed his brows and said, "Do you think Fu An-shan might suspect that it's you who gave me the Nine-Bend Yellow Dragon Pill, seeing you working here?"
"Is he that smart?"
Fatty sneered.
"That's quite true."
Li Yan nodded in agreement.
"You guys!"
"Don't underestimate him. Though he's somewhat arrogant, being the manager of the North City Trading Pavilion proves he's not a fool."
Li He shook his head and smiled, though there was still a hint of worry in his brows.
"Don't worry, he looks down on us so much, he'd never suspect us at all."
Fatty said confidently.
"Makes sense."
