Long Xiliang stopped walking when he reached Long Zeye's side.
Lu Xiaoyou quickly buried her face in Long Xiliang's arm. She wasn't afraid of Long Zeye; she feared the foul-tempered man she was holding might explode again.
Long Zeye saw Long Xiliang stop, seemingly wanting to say something to him.
He put both hands in the pockets of his pants, lifted his chin slightly, and tilted one corner of his lips toward Long Xiliang.
Provocation, flamboyance, and a defiant smile spilled from Long Zeye's wickedly handsome face.
"Seventh Brother~" Long Xiliang's hostility toward him now, could it be that he's afraid of being cheated on?
Long Zeye thought gleefully to himself.
Long Xiliang's arrogant and cold visage showed no change in emotion, even if he read the other's mind.
"Fifth Brother, since that place of yours is useless now, I suggest you cut it off."
After saying this expressionlessly, Long Xiliang walked past Long Zeye.
