Yan Can felt it wasn't that simple.

"He waited so long for nothing, his curiosity wasn't satisfied, why would he leave?"

Zong Lian said he was unwilling, "but his father is waiting at home, so he has no choice but to agree."

My uncle was not entirely unaware of the Yan family's affairs.

He's not here tonight, so if your uncle wants to know anything, he can ask Zhou Sheng.

Yan Can: "Won't he get beaten up?"

Zong Lian said, "Not necessarily."

Whether or not Zhou Sheng gets beaten depends entirely on his response.

But given Zhou Sheng's nature, he's more likely to get beaten up.

Yan Can said, "Then wish him good luck."

Zong Lian chuckled, "Well, I wish him good luck."

Getting beaten up every now and then isn't that a kind of good luck?

Zhou Sheng: "..."

Do people say that?

...

The next morning, Zhou Sheng finally fell asleep, only to be woken up by a phone call.

"Brother Sheng, breaking news! Yan Jian is out!"

Zhou Sheng instantly snapped to attention, "Yan Jian?"

He Yu nodded, "He was originally going to be locked up for a few days for gambling, and might even go to jail later, but Gu Chen intervened."

Zhou Sheng told him to speak slowly, while he quickly put on his clothes.

A short while later, He Yu heard the sound of him driving.

He Yu: "Brother Sheng, didn't you say you got beaten up last night? Doesn't your butt hurt anymore? And you still want to go out?"

Zhou Sheng cursed at him, "Your butt hurts!"

He Yu said, "My butt hurts, how did you know?"

The day before yesterday, I had hot pot with a classmate from Sichuan. It was so spicy that his butt suffered terribly.

Zhou Sheng rolled his eyes. "Get lost! Who the hell cares if your butt hurts? Get out of here now, let's go see the show!"

Now that Yan Jian is out, it's time for the debt collectors to come knocking.

Yan Can naturally couldn't miss out on such a good thing.

He then called Zong Lian.

Tell Yan Can that Yan Jian has been released.