Victor exhaled a smoke ring, using a vulgar but incredibly vivid metaphor, "At this moment, you, as 'friends,' bring seven or eight burly brothers with bad intentions into his home, claiming to help 'watch the house and yard,' to prevent outsiders from harassing. Now, what do you think you guys would want to do first after entering? Work together to guard his wife, or would each of you be figuring out how to first get that pretty wife into your own hands?"
Casare was first astonished, then his eyes suddenly brightened. He carefully chewed over Victor's words and the more he thought, the more he felt a chill down his back, and yet a sudden clarity.
"Boss… Do you mean…"
