"Damn! What did I say? What did I say? That Liu Fugui is a damn no-good scoundrel. Last time, I told you all that those robbers were sent by that old fox Liu Fugui, but you guys didn't believe me. Now, see? You've all heard the truth, haven't you."
Once again, Wang Qiang tossed a piece of beef tendon into his mouth, looking like someone who had just proven an elder right.
Everyone nodded silently, which undoubtedly indicated their agreement with Wang Qiang's perspective. This made Wang Qiang very pleased as he turned to his brothers: "Well, Xiaoquan, do you believe me now?"
"Believe what?" Tang Xiaoquan asked knowingly with a smile, wearing an innocent expression.
"Come on! Believe what? Of course about the villa being attacked. Now you should believe that the bandits are linked to Liu Fugui, right?"
"Oh? Why is that?"
