Thinking of this, Loo Yao panicked, but still tried to appear relaxed, though he overlooked the increasingly stiff corners of his mouth.
"Brother, there's really no need for this. Come at me, but don't trouble my friends."
These two sentences moved his group of fair-weather friends tremendously, as if they suddenly found a backbone to rely on.
Loo Yao straightened his posture a bit, "Brother, my friends here, they have quite impressive backgrounds. You're just a businessman, even if you're successful in business and have high status, there are times you'll need help. I have a friend here whose father happens to have that capability. You've interacted with him before, haven't you? We may not have much ability, but the family forces behind us shouldn't be underestimated."
He continued attacking: "Offending people in both the political and business circles won't do you any good. Brother, we're family, that's why I'm speaking honestly with you. You better think it over."
