After Guo Jia left, Chen Xi looked up to the sky and laughed out loud; he understood that this time he had completely intimidated these fellows. In the future, they would think twice before confronting him as a group. After all, his actions now seemed somewhat too monstrous, with every casual move calculated towards the end.
"Jian'er, where are you?" Chen Xi called into the inner courtyard. It was time to drag Liu Bei into the fray. There was plenty of money to be had, and he had no intention of keeping it all to himself.
"What is it, husband?" It took Fan Jian a good while to respond, then she shuffled out leisurely.
"Bring me the smallest box from under the bed," Chen Xi said casually to Fan Jian. Having Fan Jian by his side was like taking care of a pet, in the long run, she'd become very well-behaved, though she had grown rather clingy, especially when Chen Xi was at home—now it was pretty severe.