Brainworm

"Hey, man! Why are you laughing?" asked Draco, raising one eyebrow. He was half-drunk, hiccupping, waiting for Sigo An's answer. Possibly, Draco could get angry if the answer wasn't appropriate.

Sigo An let out a long sigh, he gulped down the drink straight from the bottle. He replied after placing the bottle on the table, "If I had not respected Mr. Zhang, that young man would have been killed from the first time we met."

"You know, your father is not a random person. I'm afraid of him myself." Sigo An's confession was very honest. He had never told anyone about his fear, never showing weakness. However, today was an exception.

Draco grinned, he looked away swearing, "Damn it! My dad is really good."

Draco himself did not deny the reality of Zhang's prowess. He was both amazed and annoyed that he could do nothing for his current ambitions.

"Damn it! I don't want to be his servant, not even for a second!" Draco was getting angry, he slammed the liquor bottle while standing up. No wond