"The Dragon Palace of the East Sea can't stay in Jinling anymore?"
Hearing this, the group of middle-aged men wore strange expressions, on the verge of laughter. The interests of the Dragon Palace of the East Sea involved far too many people! And now this young man, with his back to them, was declaring he would make it impossible for them to remain in Jinling? What a joke!
"Young man, ignorance isn't a sin, but be careful the high winds don't cut your tongue!" the middle-aged man who had aggressively demanded Ji Yi's camera sneered.
But in the next moment—SMACK! A crisp slap echoed through the air.
As Chang Yuanyi turned, he swung his palm high and sent it flying toward the middle-aged man's face!
"Forget my tongue, the high winds will rip your fucking jaw off! Shit, what is this trash? One of Chen Jinlong's dogs, getting bolder by riding on your master's coattails? Growing more and more arrogant, are you?"
