After Wang Biao finished speaking...

He patted Lin Yu's shoulder heavily again and said:

“Our friendship has nothing to do with those things.”

"Stop speculating nonsense, you brat!"

"You think you can explain yourself to me clearly without Rui Rui, those three from Ghost Market Street?"

"Speak up, if we didn't think much of you, would we bring you home?"

Lin Yu's words just now were quite forceful.

Now, with these added sentences, Lin Yu was even more embarrassed and scratched his head.

It seems that's indeed the case.

Lin Yu's relationship with the three people in the antique shop was so good that it was indeed hard not to think about it carefully.

Lin Yu was genuinely surprised that Brother Biao could see things this way.

"Brother Biao, an old hand is still an old hand."

"For you to say that, you really don't consider me an outsider."

"If you need any help in the future, feel free to ask me."

"This isn't just polite talk; it's from the bottom of my heart!"

Lin Yu didn't beat around the bush and changed the subject to talk about the future.

Wang Biao, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, chuckled:

"Don't worry about me at all. I was too embarrassed to bother you before because we weren't that close."

"If anything happens in the future, you definitely won't be able to escape!"

"If you don't help me, I'll just go to your house and rob you."

The straightforward answer truly put Lin Yu at ease.

Immediately following.

Wang Biao changed the subject and said:

"I don't need any help, but the Huang family might not be so lucky."

"You must have heard about Guixing's matter, right?"