"Dao, that kid Yu Fei just went out."
"Follow him. Report his position!"
"Okay, Boss!"
Zong clapped Monkey on the shoulder. "You pay the bill. I'm going after him. Come find me when you're done."
He got up and left before Monkey could say a word.
Zong suddenly stopped and turned to look at Monkey, his voice laced with meaning.
"Don't get any funny ideas. We've been brothers for years; we know everything about each other. If something goes wrong, you might be able to run, but what about your family? Don't do anything stupid."
Monkey lowered his head and clenched his fists, not daring to utter a single word. A moment later, as if all strength had drained from his body, he silently stood up and called out, "Boss, the check!"
By the time Monkey caught up to Zong on his electric scooter, he found him leaning against a tree trunk, gagging and unable to catch his breath.
"Zong, what's wrong?"
Zong's face lit up when he saw Monkey and the scooter. He quickly hopped on the back.
