Crystal was pondering these questions in her bedroom when suddenly someone rushed in. She immediately shot them a cold glance.
"Mr. Weatherspoon, it's bad, there's a fight going on outside," said one of his subordinates.
Sounds of fighting and killing could indeed be heard from outside.
"Mr. Weatherspoon, should we finish these people off in one fell swoop? Why are we being so polite to them?" One of his subordinates added, "I think they're quite arrogant, daring to make a move on our territory!"
Crystal said coldly, "Is it your turn to teach me how to do things?"
Pausing for a moment, Crystal said, "I'm going out to take a look! Who the hell is getting impatient? I've been treating them to good food and drinks, and they still dare to make a move!"
As Crystal reached the doorway, a b
