After An Ning finished speaking, Du San was so furious that if it were physically possible, smoke would have been rising from his head.
Du San's previously vicious expression changed.
He smiled.
"This is the first time I've met someone like you. How interesting. Very interesting indeed."
"Then you clearly haven't seen much of the world. No worries. Once you're down below, I'll have your underlings burn plenty for you."
Du San stared directly at An Ning, who now stood at the entrance, and at the crowd of people that had appeared behind her. The corner of his mouth lifted into a somewhat wicked smile.
"The grand opening is tomorrow. We'll definitely be there."
"That would be great. Don't forget to bring a gift."
As if she couldn't understand the threat, An Ning picked up the bag from the floor, walked down the steps herself, and shoved it into Du San's arms.
"You came all this way. You shouldn't go back empty-handed. Take this, and go share it with your brothers."
