But Chen Huan dared. Chen Huan didn't just fight, he didn't fight with his own hands, but he had his subordinates take action. That's the cool thing.

"We can go in now." Yamamoto Kazuo suppressed his anger and still spoke in blunt Chinese.

He didn't even turn his head, not even daring to look at that scoundrel. He felt as if Chen Huan was talking about him.

"Okay." Sakura pushed the door open.

Kazuo Yamamoto and his entourage couldn't wait any longer and wanted to go inside.

"Wait a minute." Sakura stopped the two of them.

"What do you mean?" Kazuo Yamamoto asked angrily.

"The master said, the Chinese come first and the scoundrels come second." Sakura said coldly.

"Mr. Ma, please." Sakura asked Ma Huaqi and Ma Huaguang, who were standing behind.

Yamamoto was not angry at all and wanted to spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Chen Huan obviously looked down on them and treated them as inferior.

So angry, if it wasn't for his son's life, Yamamoto Kazuo would have turned around and left long ago.

Ma Huaguang and Ma Huaqi seemed to feel a great honor when they were invited like this.

As the saying goes, the Chinese come first, and the scoundrels come last.

The two of them walked in unceremoniously and with smiles on their faces.

But Yamamoto Kazuo and his entourage could only walk at the end with a dark face and a slump in their chest.
Chapter completed!