章 312: I Wish You Luck

Outside the door, the young man with a bowler hat climbed into the carriage. One side of the seats in the carriage had been removed and replaced with a wheelchair. The young man on the chair was reading a book. He had plain looks. Other than his defined features, he had no other unique points. However, sometimes his squinted eyes would flash with terrifying steel gray light.

"Aren’t your tricks too gentle?" He closed his book and glanced at Ye Qingxuan.

"It’s just a small punishment." Ye Qingxuan lay on the seat lazily and fanned himself with the hat. "And anyway, I’ve already attended four funerals today. You should at least let me relax at a wedding, right, Mr. Watson?"

Watson shook his head. "When you wallow in that fake mercy every day, don’t you feel like you’re slacking on your duties as the manager of the illegal trade in Anglo?"

"Watson, you’re so heartless."