Chen the Third looked at Jiang Chuan with contempt, snorting sarcastically, "So you're that country bumpkin son-in-law of the Qiu Family, huh?"
"Kid, I guess you already know why I'm here. If you're smart, get out of the way."
"Qiu Qianyu belongs to me, Chen the Third. You, a live-in son-in-law, have no right to own such a beautiful woman!"
Chen the Third might be old, but he's damn arrogant.
He jabbed a finger at Jiang Chuan's nose, threatening with a sharp voice!
Jiang Chuan's face was cold, his eyes carrying a hint of murderous intent!
If someone insults Jiang Chuan, he can ignore it.
Because he doesn't need to pay attention to these shallow fools.
But if anyone dares to mess with Qiu Qianyu, Jiang Chuan absolutely won't tolerate it!
A phoenix has its hollow neck, a dragon its reverse scale!
Qiu Qianyu is Jiang Chuan's reverse scale!
You can insult me, curse at Jiang Chuan, and I might not bother with you.
