"Ever since you left with that little girl and your classmates the other day, the restaurant where we were eating got cordoned off immediately," Aunt said, her voice still trembling with lingering fear. "You left before you could see it, Mingfei—dozens of men in black blocked our shopping mall completely. They were huge, tall, and looked like vicious thugs. I'm not exaggerating at all, and your Uncle even said he saw guns tucked into their waistbands!"
"Oh, wow, that really sounds quite dangerous. I'm just glad you guys are all right," Lu Mingfei put on a worried expression on the outside, while thinking to himself that it was a good thing they hadn't witnessed the bloody battle between him and the Manki-shu forces just a few streets away a few days ago. If Aunt had watched that extreme, violent carnage from start to finish, this ordinary middle-class housewife probably would have fainted on the spot from sheer terror.
"After that, your Uncle was so worried about you and kept trying to find out where you were. I heard that the people who came to grab you guys that day were connected to the Japanese Yakuza. Then later, Mingze said he saw you went and became some kind of host," Aunt lowered her voice and said, "Mingfei, did you and the little girl get caught? Were their family members coercing you? That's why I always say we ordinary, law-abiding folks shouldn't mess with those big shots. Whether it's the Yakuza or some powerful major family, we can't afford to provoke them, …
Chapter 787