"Ah, blockhead, of course the assignment was made privately. What on earth are young people thinking these days?"
Ba Tiao turned around and glared at him.
"Oh. Then why not just kill it and be done with it?"
He asked.
If Liu Zheng could chop off one of its intestines without consequence, then so could others.
"We're a bathhouse, not a shady inn, how could we just randomly kill guests."
"You better pray that you didn't kill it. Although Minister Shi Chang doesn't like that idiot son, he wouldn't allow it to die at someone else's hands."
Ba Tiao said.
"Didn't you just say we can't insult the guests?"
"That's for you guys, I can curse whoever I want in the boiler room."
Ba Tiao flicked his beard and said.
"You're the boss, what you say goes."
Liu Zheng shrugged his shoulders.
He didn't take Ba Tiao's warning to heart.
His few cuts probably wouldn't kill that idiot son, and even if they did, he'd just take off if they came after him.
