Pei Dengke looked at Xiao Feng, unable to suppress a frown.
This backup plan by Qi Guanghe was only known to him and "Brother Ba", and since he didn't inform him, it must have been Brother Ba.
Coupled with Xiao Feng whispering into Tang Mingbo's ear earlier, it was hard not to overthink.
Meanwhile, Tang Mingbo's gaze swept across the faces of Xiao Feng, Pei Dengke, and Qi Guanghe.
Because of the recent conversation with Xiao Feng, he suspected these three were in cahoots.
But what were they trying to achieve?
"Serve the tea!" Tang Mingbo suddenly shouted.
No matter what, if he could avoid confrontation, he decided not to, but he also couldn't be too soft; he had to show some toughness indirectly.
Such as... that phrase "Serve the tea."
Qi Guanghe leaned forward, glancing over the table, and immediately remarked oddly, "Why is Tang's tea different from these two gentlemen's?"
"This isn't tea; it's a concoction I mixed myself—rat tail juice."
