Wang Qiaoyu felt like even the air she breathed out was more superior now. She lifted her hand that was holding her phone up high and waved it at the guy who had just entered through the café door.

“Ge! I’m here!” Her shout caused the whole café to look over. Feeling such attention, Wang Qiaoyu was not shy and had, instead, looked up proudly at the guy with the blonde Mohawk hairstyle.

The guy was walking like a thug. There was a bounce and a dip in his gait, each step of his was like a local thug teasing the women that others wanted to beat him up just from watching him.

“Qiaoyu-mei, why did you ask me to come?” The guy acted like he was better than everyone else; he glanced at Wang Qiaoyu and asked with a swagger.

He also had both his hands in his pants pockets, as if there was no one else in this world who was better than him.

Yun Jian sat on her spot, recalling that Wang Qiaoyu had boasted in the haunted house about her brother working under Falcon Hall, as she listened to the girl call out for her brother.

Yun Jian would free up some time to go back and visit Falcon Hall but there was not much under her attention now because Xu Zetian was capable. Falcon Hall was currently the top gang in Zhe Province and Xu Zetian also had the assistance of Han Biao, the boss of the ex-top gang in Zhe Province.

For now, Yun Jian was really the boss by title as she did not have to do a thing.

Perhaps it was because the Mohawk guy Wang Qiaoyu called out for was a member of Falcon Hall, Yun Jian looked up to take a glance at him.

“Hmph, ge, you have no idea! Someone bullied me in the haunted house just now!” Wang Qiaoyu spewed nonsense right as she opened her mouth.

“Who bullied my Qiaoyu-mei? Step out right now!” the Mohawk guy yelled looking at Wang Qiaoyu. Anyone with a little power during this time typically felt that they were more superior.

“It’s her, it’s her! She bullied me! Ge, you’ve got to get even for me! Flash your status and squash her! Scare her to death!”

Wang Qiaoyu and the Mohawk guy kept flaunting their “sibling relationship”. Whatever that left their mouth, there was no doubt they were picking on Yun Jian.

“She bullied you? Okay, Qiaoyu-mei, ge will seek revenge for—” The remaining of the sentence was stuck in the guy’s throat as he was stunned the moment he saw Yun Jian’s gorgeous face.

What a—what a beautiful girl!

The Mohawk guy nearly drooled, not even hearing Wang Qiaoyu’s repeated “ge”.

“Zhang Zhuti!” It was until Wang Qiaoyu yelled the guy’s full name that he snapped out of his stupor.

“H-huh?” The Mohawk guy, Zhang Zhuti, reacted in a daze.

“Ge, she bullied me!” Wang Qiaoyu whined at Zhang Zhuti softly like she was trying to get his attention back.

It was just that Zhang Zhuti’s eyes were already trained on Yun Jian, replying Wang Qiaoyu perfunctorily, “Huh… oh, oh.”

“You’re under Falcon Hall?” Yun Jian asked in front of everyone looking at Zhang Zhuti with a quirk of her cherry lips.

“Huh? Oh! Yes, that’s right!” However loud Zhang Zhuti was when he came in, however servile he was now, as he answered Yun Jian’s question.

As he spoke, he slightly regained his confidence. He was filled with a deep sense of pride whenever he mentioned that he was from Falcon Hall.

“Who are you under? What’s your serial number? What’s your superior’s serial number?” Everyone then saw Yun Jian’s smile flatten as she suddenly asked in a cold expression.

The others who heard the question were shocked and at a loss. What did Yun Jian mean by that?

Zhang Zhuti was the only one who jolted out of his lustful state when he heard her as he questioned back in surprise right before everyone else, “Who are you?! How do you know that the Falcon Hall members have serial numbers?!”