It turned out that both women accompanying Boss Hou had taken a liking to the same lantern held by the street vendor, but the lantern was a keepsake from the vendor's grandson, and no amount of money would persuade him to sell.
Boss Hou was helpless; some things just couldn't be bought with money.
He deeply understood this.
However, the two beauties by his side were persistent and arguing with the lantern vendor when Wang Jiu stepped in and threatened the vendor a few words before forcibly taking the lantern.
On this street, he was the Overlord, and few dared to cross him. So, swallowing their bitterness, they had no choice but to accept their misfortune.
"All thanks to my friend here. If you're thankful, thank him," Guan Qing said with a smile.
"Oh! Then, I must thank this..."
"Wang Jiu! Known as the Little Overlord," Wang Jiu boasted, patting his chest.
