I'm not playing anymore after Chapter 81.

On Friday night, Wang Xiuyuan arrived at Chinatown, New York, for his appointment, escorted by a group of bodyguards.

As Wang Xiuyuan arrived at the restaurant where the banquet was to be held, he immediately noticed that something was amiss. The entrance of the restaurant was too deserted; it didn't look like a large banquet was being held at all.

"Holt, arrange for a brother to go ask what's going on. With so few people, it doesn't look like a banquet is being held.

Tell the brothers to stay alert."

"Understood, Boss. I'll arrange it now."

Not long after, a bodyguard ran back.

"Boss, it's been clarified. The venue for tonight's banquet should be here.

The waiter said there's no large banquet tonight, but their boss is hosting a private, small gathering here tonight to entertain an important person.

Most likely, that important person is you."

Wang Xiuyuan smiled but didn't speak. He felt that this matter was getting more and more interesting.

He believed he was the 'important person' the waiter mentioned, but if he was important, why didn't the host arrange someone to greet him at the door? This was not how one treated an important guest.

However, if the other party didn't value him, there would be no need to specially host a private banquet for him. Yet, the host of the banquet did something so rude.

Then there was only one answer: the other party intended to give him a show of force in this manner.

"Get in the car, we're going home~"

Wang Xiuyuan's decision was very decisive; he drove away immediately.

Still want to give me a show of force?

I'll just flip the table and not play with you. If you want to put on airs, go ahead and put on enough. Whoever gives in first is the grandson.

No matter how many tricks and schemes you have, they're all useless. As long as the prey doesn't fall for it, even the most ingenious traps become mere decorations.

Watching Wang Xiuyuan's motorcade disappear at the intersection, inside the most luxurious private room on the top floor of Manzhou Mansion, a group of old men with strange hairstyles looked at each other, speechless for a moment.

But this silence didn't last long. In a short while, the entire private room became extremely noisy.

An old man wearing a skullcap angrily cursed, "This little beast is truly ill-mannered. He arrived at the door and left without even a greeting. He's indeed a bastard born of a mother but raised without a father."

As the old man in the skullcap finished cursing, another old man with a long braid also started cursing.

"These low-class people with dirty blood are all like this—ignorant and ill-mannered, always bullying their own. Otherwise, why would we have ruled them for three hundred years?

If it were a banquet organized by the Anglo-Saxon Masters and the Jewish Masters, do you think this little beast would dare to just leave?

He's a typical bully who fears the strong and preys on the weak, just lucky enough to make a small fortune for a while.

Low-class people with dirty blood are destined to be trash. After we get his money, we'll slowly deal with him.

We will make him wish for death but unable to die.

Subsequently, a group of people followed these two, hurling all sorts of insults at Wang Xiuyuan, humiliating him comprehensively from his bloodline to his appearance to his identity. The intensity of the insults was rarely seen in the world.

It was fortunate that Wang Xiuyuan himself didn't hear these words; otherwise, with his temper, he would definitely pull out a gun on the spot and kill these old geezers, then wipe out their entire clan.

At this moment, the oldest man in the crowd forcefully struck his sandalwood cane on the floor a few times, then angrily reprimanded everyone in the room.

"Everyone quiet down! What's the use of your cursing here, no matter how nasty it is? Can that bastard Wang Xiuyuan hear it? Will he lose a single piece of flesh?

If you have the guts, go to his house and curse him in front of his face! A bunch of brainless fools!

Everyone hurry up and figure out how to solve this problem. If we can't fix this small misunderstanding with him, how can we trick him out of his money?"

The old man's cursing wasn't too harsh, and given his age and status, a few simple curses weren't a big deal. Others usually just had to endure it.

Others respected him because his family was the wealthiest and most influential. Among those who fled to America, this old man's family held the highest noble title and official position.

But the problem was that he bore the greatest responsibility for Wang Xiuyuan leaving directly.

"Old Master Jin, that's not how you should put it. What's wrong with everyone cursing a bit to vent their anger when this little bastard just left?

No one pointed fingers at you, did they?

Who was it that said we should give that little bastard a show of force? Wasn't it you, Old Master Jin?

And now that your show of force backfired, you're suddenly clear-headed? Didn't you say we should find a way to fix the small misunderstanding with Wang Xiuyuan?

Perfect, Old Master Jin, you caused the problem, so you figure out how to solve it!"

As soon as this person finished speaking, someone immediately chimed in.

"Exactly, we originally just invited that little bastard to familiarize himself, and then prepare for future schemes. It was Old Master Jin who insisted on messing around.

You made the mistake, so you fix it yourself."

"Right, this matter should be handled by Old Master Jin!"

For a time, everyone in the luxurious private room pointed their fingers at Old Master Jin.

From this incident, it's not hard to see that Old Master Jin indeed had some prestige among this group, but his influence was limited; he couldn't make everyone angry but dare not speak.

However, the scene of these people blaming and shunning responsibility also indirectly revealed a problem: these people were merely a rabble temporarily brought together by self-interest, the kind that couldn't make it to the main stage.

How strong a team's combat power is cannot be judged solely by their excellent achievements when things are going smoothly. One should also look at what the team is like when it encounters difficulties and experiences failure.

Can they all work together to find problems and solutions? If they are like this group, shifting blame, shunning responsibility, and raging in incompetence, then the assessment of 'rabble' is certainly accurate.

Faced with everyone's accusations, how could Old Master Jin sit still?

"You bunch of bastards, all trying to rebel, are you?

When I led you all to make money, why didn't you say all that money should be mine alone? Now that there's a small problem, it's all my responsibility, is it?

Then I'll just play by myself from now on! Who told you big shots to be so formidable!"

Faced with Old Master Jin's sudden outburst and threat to quit, the others immediately realized they might have gone too far and apologized to Old Master Jin one after another.

"Old Master Jin, please calm your anger. Everyone didn't mean it that way."

"That's right, Old Master Jin, everyone deeply respects you. We were just overcome with anger after being scolded by you. Please be more understanding."

"Everyone was just speaking out of anger, Old Master Jin, please don't take it to heart. Let's all work together to solve this matter."

Faced with everyone's apologies and persuasion, Old Master Jin, no matter how displeased he was, could only let the matter go. After all, he couldn't really fall out with these people.

This group had been together for so many years, and each held leverage over the others. If things really escalated, no one would have a good outcome.