Feng Jun spoke like a machine gun, leaving Yu Zhicai speechless.
Seeing the situation was unfavorable, Yu Zhiyuan hastily made eye contact with him, signaling, "Third brother!"
——He's just an outsider, a potato; why bother explaining all this to him?
Then he looked at Feng Jun, forcing a smile, "Just a minor communication issue, it's alright once it's talked through. Master Feng, please don't take it to heart."
Feng Jun was still a bit indignant, saying irritably, "Your rules are rules, our rules are rules too. You may think your rules are more important, but since you're asking for help, you should at least look the part..."
"If one day I come to you for help, I'll surely respect your rules too. That's the basic respect between people!"
Yu Zhicai turned his head away, indicating he wouldn't argue with this person anymore—it wasn't necessary.
