Qin Feiyang's eyebrows furrowed tightly.
He instantly felt a deep disgust for Fatty's future brother-in-law.
Seeing Qin Feiyang remain silent, Chu Aotian angrily said, "Didn't you hear me speak?"
"Yes, I heard you."
Qin Feiyang replied.
"Oh, so you can talk. I thought you were mute!"
"Now tell me, how are you going to compensate me for my loss?"
Chu Aotian arrogantly stared at him.
"Loss?"
Qin Feiyang looked surprised and pointed to the injured passerby behind him, "Big brother here, what loss did you suffer?"
Chu Aotian said, "You publicly stopped my men from killing him, causing me to lose face. Isn't that a loss?"
"Uh!"
Qin Feiyang was utterly speechless.
This person is more than just a wastrel; he's practically a cancer.
"Everyone saw it was you riding recklessly and injuring someone, and now you want me to compensate for your loss. Don't you have any shame?"
Qin Feiyang said.
Chu Aotian's face turned cold.
