Chapter 601
HeadLisa and Rose were clueless as to what had just made Old Cho pale in that instant. Curious, they turned around to face the direction that Old Cho was gazing at.
"Oh. There I was thinking who it could be that set up shop in this area? It turned out to be you. No wonder I couldn't find you in the west district. I guess you must have relocated your stall recently."
A tall fair man with a slightly high pitched voice strode up to them. He was wearing a waist-length leather jacket accompanied with a bright red shirt. It was especially eye-catching to many of the passersby.
Surrounding him were a group of men who came in all shapes and sizes. They were marching toward Old Cho's stall while subconsciously instilling fear for those who were in the vicinity.
Lisa frowned when he saw them approaching the stall. He realized that the reason why Old Cho changed the location of his stall was not due to a saturated market, but most likely because of these young men.
A year ago when the conflict between Red Thorns Society and West Union Society was happening in Zhonghai, Old Cho was caught up in a bad situation with both the father and the son of the Chen family. And even after Zhonghai was finally conquered by the Red Thorns Society, his situation still did not improve.
Lisa gave it some thought and found the situation slightly puzzling. The Red Thorns Society who was under Rose's control would not be allowed to generate their income by using such despicable means. Rose was still actively trying to legalize the money-making aspects of her business. Besides, Red Thorns Society was not lacking in money; why would they make their lackeys collect 'protection fees'?
Noticing Lisa's grim aura, Rose immediately explained, "Hubby, don't misunderstand. I have forbidden my subordinates to oppress commoners with their power. I'll be sure to look into it later."
Lisa nodded in acceptance. He trusted that she would handle the situation as soon as possible.
The tall and thin man had soon made his way to Old Cho's stall. The punks around him shoved Lisa and Rose aside with a snobby and arrogant demeanor.
"Old Cho, do you know that this street belongs to me, Xi Pi? Do you really think anything will change if you relocate your store?"
Old Cho cried and stammered, "Boss Xi Pi, it's not that I'm unwilling to pay, but business has really gone downhill recently. Only after moving my stall all the way up here did business start to pick up again. When I do make money, I will make up for all the protection fees that I still owe. Please give me a few days to collect it."
Xi Pi sneered. "You said you'd make it up to me last week. But not only did you fail to pay me, you fled to another part of town as well. I, Xi Pi, am a good-tempered and lenient man. I've always done my best to keep the peace in my territory while you do business. But I expect everyone else to play their parts accordingly. So just know that whatever happens to you from now on, happened because of your decisions today. Do not blame me for not being merciful to you."
And with that, a few of the punks gathered around the stall. Two of them even had the audacity to take Old Cho's meat skewers and gnaw on them.
Old Cho's forehead went cold and sweaty. His eyes darted to Lisa in an effort to plead for help. He had no choice. He would not have asked Lisa for help if it wasn't his final attempt at resolving this matter.
Because of his daughter's affairs, Old Cho wanted nothing to do with Lisa. Who knew that the next time they met would be when he needed his help most.
Lisa sighed. He knew that Old Cho would not explicitly plead for his help. It was apparent that Old Cho's prejudices towards him still ran quite deep. Old Cho must be afraid that Miyeon would associate herself with Lisa again. He would rather die than forsake his daughter's future.
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