The Delicate Darling with Her Rough Man novel Chapter 702

Chapter 702: Chapter 698: Lu Yuanbin Makes a Move

"Boss, this is a golden opportunity. The black market over there is empty, and his men aren’t with him anymore. Plus, he came here all by himself. If something were to happen to him, he’d only have himself to blame."

One of his men stepped forward and muttered.

Hearing this, Old Nine thought it made sense.

Before Old Nine could say anything, Lu Yuanbin had already sauntered in, his hands in his pockets and a devil-may-care look on his face.

Seeing Lu Yuanbin walk in, Old Nine leaned on his cane with both hands, freezing in place. He glanced behind Lu Yuanbin and spoke with unconcealed glee.

"What’s this, Third Master? Lost your black market business and all your men, have you? Now you have to show up yourself."

"Are things so bad you can’t even afford to eat? We’ve known each other for years, you know. If you just say the word, Third Master, I can spare a meal for you."

Lu Yuanbin looked at Old Nine as if he were an idiot.

’As if Old Nine would ever look out for him, given they were sworn enemies.’

"As it happens, I’m looking for an errand boy to watch the place. If you’re willing, Third Master, I can have my men make a spot for you."

Lu Yuanbin rolled his eyes and scoffed, his tone dripping with disdain.

"I could quit the black market entirely and I still wouldn’t sink to being your lackey."

"You can keep that position for yourself! I couldn’t possibly take your job. After all, it’s a perfect fit for you. Aren’t you An Dongyang’s lackey, anyway? You love running errands. You’re a natural at it."

When it came to a war of words, Lu Yuanbin had never backed down from anyone.

And just like that, Old Nine, who had been hoping to see Lu Yuanbin get flustered, found himself getting worked up first. He didn’t explode, though. Instead, he suppressed his anger and spoke in a low, heavy voice.

"Lu Yuanbin, you still dare to be this arrogant. It seems you didn’t learn your lesson last time."

"But since you’ve served yourself up on a platter today, I’ll teach you a lesson on behalf of your long-dead parents. It’s clear you were born but never raised, running your mouth without any sense of propriety. Speaking of which, if your parents knew from the grave what a menace they brought into this world, they’d be regretting it to death."

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