"No, reducing the price isn't necessary. We have to do what we got to do. Look, you don't have to care about anything else, I'll handle it on my own..." Hua Long said, his face dark and stormy as he reached the storefront in an indecisive manner. He pulled out his phone. Then, in a malicious tone, he spoke to himself, "Wang Feng, I refuse to believe that you're capable of beating me."
He dialled a number.
...
Meanwhile, completely unaware of the ill will Hua Long was harboring against them, Wang Feng and Bei Yunxue arrived home by car. It was completely dark in the house; Tang Airou had yet to return, so the house was very quiet.
They had a busy day at the shop today. Neither of them had time to even sit down. When they got home, Wang Feng and Bei Yunxue plopped themselves down on
