"Looking for death!"
Mo Ang roared, raising his fist and smashing it directly onto Andrew's nose. Instantly, a red mark appeared on his pale face, and blood stained the corner of his mouth.
Watching Andrew's ridiculous appearance, An Ning really wanted to laugh.
Andrew clutched his aching nose in embarrassment, angrily pointing at Mo Ang with his other hand. "You... what right do you have to hit me!"
Mo Ang walked toward him again, grabbing his collar. "Why do you think I hit you?"
"I'm going to sue you, you brute!" Dessen shouted, and his assistant and bodyguards rushed over at the sound.
But seeing that it was Mo Ang who hit him, and Mo Ang clearly had a menacing look that was dangerous, no one dared to step forward.
There was nothing they could do. Mo Ang wasn't just anyone; he was the man favored by Elizabeth, the most cherished daughter of the Andrew Family, and Mo Ang himself was not someone who could be easily offended.
