Hu Zi was probably displeased with Yu Minglang's lack of action, so he started to improvise again. He strolled to within three meters of Yu Minglang, while countless alpacas thundered through Qian's mind. Are you afraid he won't notice the flaws and have to deliver them yourself?
"Do you love your wife?"
"None of your damn business," Yu Minglang said coldly.
Hu Zi, with evil at the edge of his courage, thought about grabbing a knife to throw at Yu Minglang but decided against it. Instead, he casually pulled out a lighter from his pocket and tossed it towards Yu Minglang, who effortlessly caught it with one hand. Hu Zi's eyes widened.
My goodness, how did this guy move so fast?
Yu Minglang glanced at the lighter in his hand, it was branded as Thief Wife, a limited edition Black Ice Heart Angel Wings. He wrapped his fingers around it discreetly at the base, then a subtle smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
He figured out who this cunning guy was.
