Wen Kuohai was the owner of a gambling den and was also involved in high-interest loan sharking.
He despised problem gamblers the most, even though they were essentially handing him money, Kuohai looked down on them from the bottom of his heart.
Especially when they borrowed high-interest loans, Kuohai would exploit them thoroughly, not resting until he had squeezed them dry.
In this area, he was also a notorious tough guy, having been involved in numerous people's deaths, directly or indirectly.
Now, seeing his underling beaten and coming back as if "telling on someone to a parent," Kuohai was furious.
"What exactly happened? Who came to smash up the place?!"
Kuohai's first thought was that it must have been a rival trying to sabotage his business—attacking his men was a provocation, a declaration of war.
Huangmao's expression suddenly became strange, and Kuohai sensed that something was off. He asked again, "Speak up, what exactly happened?"
Facing Kuohai's repeated inquiries, Huangmao dared not waste time and immediately explained, "Boss, the ones who beat us, they don't seem to be from our world, and they're right outside now!"
"You all? So it wasn't just you who got beaten? What happened, tell me in detail!"
Kuohai's expression chilled, even more angry after hearing that it was not underworld people who had done the beating.
Attacking his men without finding out what kind of presence Kuohai had here—did they think his men were to be messed with at will?
So Huangmao told him exactly what had happened.
Upon hearing this, Kuohai immediately cried out in a furious shout, "Are you saying that you were beaten by some young punk?!"
"Yes, yes, yes!" Huangmao's voice stammered, knowing all too well the consequences of angering Kuohai. He had just been severely beaten and certainly did not want to become the outlet for Kuohai's rage.
"Lan Haishan, that problem gambler? Good lord, he dares to beat my men without paying his debts, fine then!"
A fierce look flashed in Kuohai's eyes as he glanced at Huangmao's disheveled appearance, his face showing further displeasure.
"Useless fools, a few of you got schooled by a young punk. When this is over, see how I'll deal with you! And you, stop flaunting here, get lost quickly!"
When Kuohai got angry, he was utterly ruthless, even the beautiful girl who was very intimate with him moments ago was scolded bloodily the next second.
The woman, daring not to speak out, could only walk away quickly with her head down and a grim expression on her face.
"I want to see which guy has the audacity to stir trouble in my place!"
Kuohai kicked Huangmao's buttocks and then ordered him to bring the people over quickly.
Soon, Huangmao returned, and Ning Fan, Lan Kexin, and Lan Haishan followed him inside.
Kuohai sized up Ning Fan, then looked at the disheveled-looking gangsters beside Huangmao, his gaze towards Ning Fan filled with wariness once again.
"Lan Haishan, what do you mean by this? Not paying your debts and having someone beat my men. If you don't give me an explanation today, none of you will leave this place!"
For now, Kuohai hadn't figured out Ning Fan's background and chose not to confront Fan directly but instead pointed directly at Lan Haishan and shouted.
Lan Haishan's legs went weak, and he almost knelt down. Kuohai could take his life at any time, and since he owed Kuohai quite a bit of money, Haishan was terrified of Kuohai deep in his heart.
"I don't know this kid, this matter has nothing to do with me, he insisted on meddling, what could I do!"
Lan Haishan's rogue nature was once again fully demonstrated as he promptly disowned anyone he had previously acknowledged.
"Dad, how could you say that!" Lan Kexin looked at Lan Haishan furiously, feeling disgusted by his behavior.
Wen Kuohai's eyes lit up, and he immediately shouted, "Oh, so you're his daughter, okay then, Lan Haishan owes me a total of one million five hundred thousand, it's all written down clearly in black and white, he can't change the account, shouldn't his daughter come up with something?"
"I will gather the money to repay you as soon as possible, but my dad only borrowed fifty thousand from you!" Lan Kexin retorted, glaring at Wen Kuohai through gritted teeth.
Wen Kuohai chuckled, "Fifty thousand? Isn't that without interest? Look, if your dad's two hands, one leg, and two ears, and then he also doesn't need his nose, I'll also drop the one million interest!"
"You!" Lan Kexin pointed at Wen Kuohai, too angry to speak.
Lan Haishan's legs went weak from Wen Kuohai's words, and he knelt on the ground.
Ning Fan sighed helplessly and stepped forward to say indifferently, "I came today just for this matter."
"And you are?" Wen Kuohai squinted at Ning Fan.
"Well then, after all that fuss, you're family. Okay, how do you propose we settle this account? I advise you to exchange the money sooner rather than later. Today it's one million five hundred thousand, tomorrow it might change!"
Wen Kuohai sneered cunningly.
His shamelessness left Lan Kexin no time to feel embarrassed about Ning Fan being introduced as her boyfriend.
At this moment, Lan Haishan was also panicking terribly, almost scared out of his wits.
Meanwhile, Wen Kuohai gave a few meaningful glances to his few yellow-haired men, who immediately understood and quietly left the private room.
"By the way, I haven't asked for the name of the young brother here, and which gang are you associated with?"
Wen Kuohai wasn't in a hurry, sitting on the sofa smoking a cigar, looking very casual as he watched Ning Fan and the others.
"Never mind which gang I'm with, I can repay his debt, but you must no longer harass her, and you must prevent her father from re-entering the gambling den. I hope you can guarantee that, then money naturally won't be a problem."
Ning Fan had made his point, now it was up to Wen Kuohai to decide. If the other party was willing to solve the problem in a peaceful manner, it would save trouble, and Ning Fan could just pay the money and leave.
However, Wen Kuohai had no intention of agreeing to Ning Fan's conditions. His men had been beaten, and he hadn't settled that score with Ning Fan yet.
Thinking about keeping the peace? He, Wen Kuohai, might not agree!
Wen Kuohai smirked internally, not planning to act just yet. Recognizing that the young man in front of him must be somewhat capable, having beaten up his men like that, he was waiting, as his yellow-haired men had also gone to call for backup.
"Hmph, good lad, wait till Longyan arrives, then watch me cripple your five limbs!"
Wen Kuohai thought spitefully, while also sneakily glancing at Lan Kexin.
From the moment Lan Kexin had walked in, Wen Kuohai had harbored some crooked thoughts about her, and now that she was within his grasp, he wasn't inclined to let her escape.