Fang sat in the living room of her mansion, sitting comfortably in her seat as she listened to the latest news her men had gathered on the city. There was a dirty gang trying to creep in and take their place, trashing places and robbing the elderly. Fang was undeniably livid, but her expression remained neutral. Not because she didn't care, but because she was too distracted by the pretty lady in her kitchen. Boys, that's enough for tonight. It's getting late and I want my wife.