In the not-too-spacious room, Tie Niu Bai looked at "Zhixiang Du" who hadn't responded for a long time, his face showing impatience.
He opened his mouth, wanting to curse a few words, but was stopped by Huanyu Bai's gaze.
To Huanyu Bai, this was a normal occurrence. If Zhixiang Du agreed without hesitation, that would actually be abnormal.
Zhixiang Du was a habitual gambler, useless as mud, but after all, he hadn't really severed ties with the Du Family.
And recognizing him as a foster father would be publicly slapping the Du Family's face, and it also meant sealing off this escape route.
Blocking one's own escape route, no matter who it is, would not be decisive!
At this moment, sweat was already forming on the forehead behind the old Ha mask.
He didn't know if the Boss heard these words, and even less dared to agree hastily, fearing an autumn reckoning that might cost him his old life.
