Chapter 475: You Can't Afford to Provoke Them

Bo Yanching led Nan Jiaojiao in, and when they passed this area, he spoke with a cold voice, “Put out the cigarettes.”

Loo Jinyang immediately found an ashtray, gathered everyone who had a cigarette in hand, made them stub it out, and took the ashtray out with him.

The private room was spacious, with a large area dedicated to entertainment facilities.

Behind the entrance was a round dining table.

Bo Yanching asked a question and after knowing that these people hadn’t ordered yet, he took out his cell phone and scanned a QR code on the table.

“I ordered a few of your favorites, do you want hot milk or hot coconut juice?”

“I don’t mind,” Nan Jiaojiao lifted her chin towards the others, “ask them what they want to eat.”

Huo Linxi looked at her with gratitude and reverence, feeling as if she were the merciful Guanyin Bodhisattva, bathed in holy light.

Just as he wanted to mention a few dishes they usually ordered, Master Bo didn’t even spare him a glance, let alone ask.

“I’ll just order anything, they might not even eat.”

Huo Linxi: “…”

Right, they’re not worthy of eating.

“Brother Huo, who is that to Master Bo?” asked a distant cousin of Huo Linxi.

“Can’t you tell?

That’s the ‘ancestor’.

Be careful and don’t provoke her.”

Huo Jun shivered all over, quickly repressing the interest in his eyes, not daring to sneak even a glance, let alone stare.

“Thanks for the heads up, cousin.

I’ll be careful to serve and definitely won’t provoke her.”

Huo Linxi felt quite uncomfortable hearing this ‘cousin’ address.

Truthfully, this distant relation was so far removed that he didn’t know how many houses apart they were; according to the system from hundreds of years ago, although they were from the same clan, the relationship was beyond the fifth-degree of kinship.

This was the first time Huo Linxi had met him.

He just happened to be at home today when Brother Chi called him, and Huo Linxi answered without avoiding others, allowing Huo Jun to overhear the conversation.

Guiltily tagging along, his father also asked him to look after Huo Jun.

Thinking that it was common to bring acquaintances to these gatherings anyway, he didn’t refuse.

But after playing a few hands of cards, he realized that Huo Jun had poor card-playing etiquette and was constantly receiving calls from girls; he didn’t even call them by their names, referring to them all as ‘baby’ or ‘darling’.

Thinking about Miss Lu and Chu Yao, who were also not to be trifled with, and then seeing Huo Jun’s behavior, Huo Linxi felt a headache coming on.

“Just be well-behaved tonight, turn off your phone.

If you really have to take a call, go outside, and if you can’t speak properly, then speak less.

Everyone in this private room tonight is out of your league to provoke.”

Huo Jun verbally complied very respectfully, but he wasn’t convinced in his heart.

He only recognized a few people like Bo Yanching, Yaen Chi, and Mo Tingshen; as for the rest, their family backgrounds weren’t much different from his.

At this moment, Loo Jinyang returned with several bottles of fine wine in his hands.

Seeing that some people were watching him, he boldly raised them and announced, “Drink up, I’m footing the bill for tonight.”

Yaen Chi had just walked in when he saw a standing octopus blocking most of the entrance.

He wasn’t interested in seeing who it was and kicked the person in the calf, cursing, “Why are you standing here blocking the way?

Are you preparing to count down to release your martial soul?”

Loo Jinyang almost lost his balance, and more than falling over, he was worried about the two bottles of wine in his hands, which he protected with a tense face.

“Damn it, Brother Chi, can you kick me a bit lighter next time?

It’s fine if I get hurt, but what if the wine bottles break!”

Yaen Chi laughed and cursed, “Would you, Young Master Loo, be short of those two bottles of wine?”

“I get it, Brother Chi thinks that’s too little.

Just wait, I’ll go and fetch some more of the finest wines stored here.

They’re all top-notch!”

“Hold on a second.”

Bo Yanching stopped him, “Don’t use your own stock.”