As Wong Qifu's words fell, the person next to Wang Wu handed over a tablet computer displaying a video feed. On it, two men were bound and unconscious.
Upon seeing them, both Ye Chen and Huang Qi's pupils shrank abruptly.
"Wong Qifu, this is going too far!" Huang Qi roared.
Ye Chen's expression was just as grim. One of the bound men was Huang Qi's cousin, and the other was his own. On Ye Chen's side, everyone's face turned foul. They hadn't expected Wong Qifu to make a move in less than half an hour, giving them a taste of their own medicine.
"What's the matter? I'm simply inviting your people for some tea. Is there a problem with that?" Wong Qifu said indifferently.
The two bound family scions were not core members, but their standing was not insignificant. In the short time she had, they were the only ones Wong Qifu's people could capture.
"Good. Good. Good," Ye Chen said darkly.
"Serve them the tea," Wong Qifu ordered coldly.
