Fu Cai's face was extremely dark, "Such a big fuss over a little thing, it's just a woman. If your brother wants a few, I'll send him some another day, guaranteed plenty!"
Jun Yan remained expressionless, his black shirt neatly worn, exuding a cold and ascetic aura, untouched by earthly matters, "Sorry, I'm not that casual."
Jiang Wang: "..." When you get casual, you're not human.
Fu Cai glared, "I don't care if you're casual or not, dare to try snatching this batch of goods from me?"
As the words fell, with a gesture from Fu Cai, the bodyguards behind him were itching to teach Jun Yan a lesson.
Jun Yan pinched his index finger, his expression icy, his pitch-black eyes devoid of warmth scanned the bodyguards, the coldness in his eyes gradually seeping out.
Jiang Wang waved his hand, and the security dispersed at various locations came swiftly, seven or eight of them.
