Chapter 136: Being involved in a society values intelligence, not loyalty.
It was eleven o’clock at night.
The pendulum clock in the church chimed.
The dim yellow chandelier above the poker table cast a light on each fierce and malicious face, adding not a hint of softness.
Pei Zhen leaned back naturally behind her while Xu Si listened intently with an indifferent expression.
Aside from the members of the Triad Society, who were expressionless, the rest of them looked as if they had seen a ghost, quietly drinking water to regain their composure.
A buzz-cut man wearing sunglasses, sitting at a distance, withdrew his gaze, held his cards, and muttered unclearly with a cigarette in his mouth, "Damn, another loss."
His chest was full of irritation and impatience.
He beckoned a lackey waiting outside the door to stand behind him and swap his cards. Pretending to cough, he quickly said, "Go, head back to the dance hall and find a few beauties similar to that lady. They don’t have to be exact, close enough is good. Sneakily send them to the entrance of the Triad Society."
The lackey, with the utmost respect, handed him the cards, his voice very low, "I wonder, should I leave a name?"
"Damn it!" The buzz-cut man looked at the cards and clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction, as if cursing his terrible luck. He pinched his cigarette into the ashtray. As he let go, his index finger and thumb struck the glass wall of the ashtray; he then violently lifted it and smashed it onto the lackey’s head, yelling, "Jesus, you scared the hell out of me, you unlucky sod! Standing next to me, you’ve made my hands stink."
"UGH—"
The lackey, head bleeding from the impact, didn’t dare to make another sound, meekly standing by with his black-framed glasses now broken.