Under the warm light, a pale, haunting face appeared in Lin Xiao's vision.
It was none other than Bai Chengfeng.
The piece of trash looked at Lin Xiao as if he were staring at his father's killer, but Lin Xiao simply smiled.
"Yo, Young Master Bai, you're not dead yet? That shouldn't be. Your organs should be melting away as we speak. If I were you, I'd have already picked out a burial site with good feng shui."
Bai Chengfeng glared at Lin Xiao, the fury in his eyes threatening to devour him whole.
Lin Xiao was right. Bai Chengfeng's internal organs were indeed melting. In fact, his doctors had strongly advised against him going out at all. He should have been in a hospital bed. But for some reason, he had a sudden craving for hot pot today, so he called a few friends and came over. He had always been capricious and never paid much mind to his doctor's orders.
