In another neighborhood, Long Yubai and another man were sitting in the living room of a flat.
Long Yubai was wearing a bathrobe, sitting on a couch. His feet were on a lap of that man who was kneeling on one knee.
That man looked very strong. At that moment, he was stroking Long Yubai's shanks obsessively.
"Did He Mu buy what you said?" While rubbing Long Yubai's shanks, he asked in a strangely dry and deep voice.
"Seventy percent, I guess! I wasn't lying… Believing me will do good to both of us. Why wouldn't he believe me?" Long Yubai leaned on the back of the couch, his arms crossed before his chest.
At that moment, that man stood up and sat down by his side, then leaned his head forward and sniffed at Long Yubai's neck. Only after that did he move slightly backward.
"I think things are not quite right with Lin Ruifeng recently. Are you gonna just let him do what he wants?" That man looked at Long Yubai and asked.