Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

“Move aside! We were hired by Boss Famous and will capture the old fart, Patriarch Yuan, tonight!” Taoist Devotee spoke with a forceful tone.

Only then did Ye Wanwan nod with consolation in her heart. They were finally acting properly…

“Blah, you d*mn quack! Since it's like that, we'll each serve our own masters and show off our true strength!” Spray of Flowers declared.

Then Spray of Flowers attacked Taoist Devotee's chest with his palm.

“You d*mn ladyboy, you dared to touch my chest?!” Taoist Devotee punched Spray of Flowers' face as he said that.

Spray of Flowers screeched. “I was just fooling around with you, but you seriously attacked me?! You messed up the make-up I spent hours on! Your mother, I, is going to fight to the death with you!”

In an instant, Taoist Devotee and Spray of Flowers tumbled together and all the chairs, desks, and stools inside the study were crushed and sent flying by them.

Upon seeing Spray of Flowers and Taoist Devotee dueling it out, Brick-moving Foreigner pointed at Iceberg Man, who was lying on the floor, and shouted, “Come! Let's fight! Come here, you!”

Iceberg Man merely adjusted his sleeping position and didn't seem interested in getting up. Seeing that, Brick-moving Foreigner continued to egg on, “Are you afraid of me? Why don't you pretend to be dead?! Why don't you get up if you're so capable?!”

Iceberg man: “…”

Iceberg Man slowly stood up from the floor.

Before Brick-moving Foreigner could do anything though, Iceberg Man suddenly pushed open the lid of his coffin and stepped into the coffin under everyone's eyes.

A second later, a “bang” was heard, and the coffin lid closed heavily.

Ye Wanwan: “…”

Brick-moving foreigner: “…”

“Boss Famous, this isn't my fault! You can't give me a bad rating for this!” Brick-moving Foreigner promptly turned around and looked at Ye Wanwan with a bright ingratiating grin.

Ye Wanwan wanted to say something but couldn't figure out anything to say.

On the other hand, Spray of Flowers didn't seem to be a match for Taoist Devotee and was suffering a little.

Spray of Flowers backed down and opened Iceberg Man's coffin. He looked at the placid Iceberg Man inside the coffin and said angrily, “Husband, help me fight him! He's serious!”

Iceberg Man yawned and disdainfully looked at Spray of Flowers before shaking his head.

Ye Wanwan felt her head pound as she watched this scene. How long would this continue if they kept fighting like this?! Dawn was about to come!

“Spray of Flowers, Dead Man, I'll double however much money Patriarch Yuan gave you! Come and help me!” Ye Wanwan said.

The originally furious or sleepy duo turned energized within seconds of hearing that, and their eyes brightened.

“Ah… Sister Famous Ye, look at what you're saying… It's so vulgar to mention money with our relations.h.i.+p. My husband and I will definitely help you. Right, husband?” Spray of Flowers asked Iceberg Man, who finally sat up.

Iceberg Man nodded eagerly.

Patriarch Yuan jolted in fright upon seeing this. Everything would go downhill if these two deserted him!

“I'll triple however much this woman gives!!!” Patriarch Yuan hastily said.

“Sister Famous Ye, even though we have a good relations.h.i.+p, we're professional mercenaries with principles. Since we were hired by Boss Yuan, we must serve him single-heartedly, how can we jump s.h.i.+ps suddenly… We can't do that. It'd seriously violate the mercenary principles. I'm sorry, your mother, I, can't do it!” Spray of Flowers said lamentably.