Shang Jianyao immediately echoed and slapped his thigh. "I almost thought that we weren't the real culprits."
You make it sound like you only heard rumors about you attacking Eugene and turning him into a slave before bringing him back… Long Yuehong couldn't help but lampoon.
Of course, he didn't have the intention of arguing about such matters with a mental patient in case Shang Jianyao started repeating: "Sigh, I'm only 1.75 meters tall after genetic enhancement."
During random chats, Long Yuehong had asked Shang Jianyao about his attack on Eugene, hoping to learn something from it.
Jiang Baimian ignored Shang Jianyao and smiled. "We're in pretty good shape now. Basically, nobody will suspect us; I'm just afraid that things will escalate. Different factions in the city will begin to take advantage of the situation and pursue their own interests. That will very easily turn Weed City into a keg of gunpowder that might blow up at any moment."