"It's not my fault, boss," Mao Shan said with an innocent face to Song Yun. "What? We have to go there now?"
"No shit, your wife's checking up on you; how can you not go to show your loyalty?" Song Yun lit a cigarette and said, "It's getting late, Mao Shan, Li Tang, Black Flood Dragon, Meng Ku, follow me. Everyone else is free to do whatever."
"Damn it, we have to tag along with you too," Black Flood Dragon complained.
"When Shishi went to the party, she took your wives along for fun. Do you really want to leave her to go home alone?" Song Yun glanced at him and said, "If you don't want to go, it's fine, but we're all going. If Little Black goes back alone, you'll have to deal with his fury."
"Motherfucker, I knew it wasn't going to be easy," Black Flood Dragon grumbled as he lit a cigarette. "When Little Black asked me earlier if I wanted to go, I was actually encouraging it, but this is why."
"Sigh, it's all my wife's fault. Please forgive us, everyone," Mao Shan sighed.