บท 388: How am I supposed to believe you?

Callum and Shenlong Yuan leaned against the BMW that they came with while their grandfather sat on a single seater couch that a servant from the Su Family brought over upon Old Master Shenlong's threat.

"Aren't you comfy, seating on my chair…" said Old Master Su as he glared at his old nemesis in disgust.

Back when they were younger and the law was easier to manipulate, these two used to fight almost every month.

However, as they got older, they reeled back a little and spent most of their time growing their business, both legal and illegal.

Old Master Shenlong snarled, "Comfy? The floor in my house is more comfortable than this sh*t."

"Enough!" snapped Old Master Su. He glared at his servant and snarled, "Burn that sh*t later. I don't want it back in my house!"

"Yes, sir," said the poor servant weakly. The pay was great but working for underground gang meant that his life was constantly in danger.