After hearing what Ling Chen had to say, Yang He fell into silence, bowing his head, as if lost in thought.
A while later, seeing that Yang He hadn't spoken, Ling Chen slightly furrowed his brows, a trace of menace flashing in his eyes.
This old man really was stubborn. Even at this point, he had yet to say a word. Did he really have such integrity that he was not afraid of death? Or did he think that with the backing of the God Organization, there was nothing to fear?
"Fatty." Ling Chen thought for a moment and then spoke, "Since Elder Yang is unwilling to speak, why don't you have a good 'discussion' with him?" Ling Chen stressed the word "discussion" significantly.
Hu Fei raised the corner of his mouth, immediately understanding Ling Chen's meaning, and nodded with a sneer, "Alright!"
Just as Hu Fei was about to move, Yang He, who had been silent and looking down, suddenly lifted his head and asked Ling Chen, "What do you want to know?"
