It is the absolute truth, Third Young Master!” Tang Yuan grasped his arm, Jun Xie suddenly felt his arms being wrapped around by a layer of oil. “They really promised me that! They promised that as long as Third Young Master appears, they will immediately hand over the promissory note and won’t do anything else regarding this matter.”
“Oh? They actually said that?” Jun Xie’s face frowned; his eyes flickered for a moment. Something clearly felt wrong with this. How could this matter suddenly change its course in such a manner? This was supposed to be a case of the fatty losing his wife, so how did this matter suddenly turned all the way towards him? It appeared there was some trickery involved here, and the target was none other than himself?
This was undoubtedly a set up!
Considering the super idiotic temperament of the original Jun Moxie, once he heard about how his brother was bullied, he would certainly fly into a fit of rage. Then, hearing the way the opponents were giving him such face, he would get carried away to the point of losing himself. His cockiness will prompt him to set off without any considerations whatsoever and walk straight into the trap that had already been arranged by the enemies.
If this scenario was set up by those who were trying to antagonize Jun Moxie, then the schemers behind this scenario can be assumed to be very understanding of Jun Moxie’s character!
No, this plot only appears to be targeting Jun Moxie, no one would be interested in laying down such a detailed scheme for a completely harmless debauchee. His or her true target was none other than Grandpa Jun! It may also be possible that behind these perpetrators lied yet another mastermind. After all, both the Jun family and Grandpa Jun were not something that normal people can provoke.
Jun Xie examined the fatty before him, secretly wondering what role did this fatty play in this scheme. Is he a friend or a foe? Observing Tang Yuan’s current expression of almost crapping in his pants, Jun Xie concluded: If this fatty is not faking it, then he must be an absolute sucker! If this fatty is truly faking it, then he would be a god level actor amongst actors. Not only that, he would also be a very dangerous person whose true face is very well hidden.
Should he go? Or not?
Jun Xie made the decision in an instant, how can he miss out on such an exciting event? With his gambling skills, could he actually lose? Besides, if he chose not to go, then how will he find out who was trying to plot against him? Jun Xie was not one to allow his enemies to plot against him within the shadows. Bring them out and kill them! This has always been his style of handling matters.
Secretly circulating the divine art of Heaven’s Fortune, Jun Xie’s mouth broke out a hint of smile. Even if it were gambling, I still would not lose. With such a kind of internal energy at my disposal, it is simply too easy for me to cheat…