Chapter Twenty-Seven: Two Things That Can't Be Done

Xu Dongzheng left the house called Xian Ge the next day after the ceremony, I didn't plan to stay here, no matter how I looked, there was a smell of magpie's nest dove in it, but Xu Dongzheng insisted on this, when he sent him away, the green qi in the corner of his mouth had dispersed, and I helped him avoid it. Zhao Zhi stayed, the uncle of the Inner Eight Hall of Torture of Thailand's largest Chinese gang, after Xu Dongzheng left, I let him handle the big and small affairs in the gang.