"Go back? On what grounds?" Anger was written all over Zhai Ruobai's boyish face. "Just because they're weak, they get to be right?"
"When the missions were being assigned, they were the ones who clamored to take the Su City route! We even let them choose first!"
"Damn right," the brawny, middle-aged Xue Feng said, leaning against a car with his arms crossed. "Now they send Mr. Wu over to plead their case. What's their game?"
"What other game could it be? They just want my bro to go clean up their mess!" Zhai Ruobai was livid. "Bro, let's just ignore them."
"Besides, we're hauling six carloads of people! Turning back now? You've got to be kidding me."
A man with a refined air and gold-rimmed glasses spoke calmly from the side. "They're not suggesting all six cars turn back. They've just zeroed in on the boss. They want him to go solve the problem."
