"What, don't believe it when I call you a small fry?"
Ye Haochuan pulled the stunned Zhu Wenjing behind him and looked at Young Master Ding with disdain.
This guy was already bothering him at the elevator door. If he hadn't wanted to avoid a scene, he would have acted then. And afterwards, Zhu Wenjing kept interrupting, preventing him from saying anything to this guy.
"Ding Er! Kill him! I'll take responsibility for whatever happens!"
Young Master Ding, both angry and embarrassed, pointed a finger at Ye Haochuan and shouted furiously.
Whoosh~
The people around quickly stepped back upon hearing these words. Getting involved in such an internal conflict could lead to huge trouble.
Swoosh~
With a soft sound, Ding Er, who was at Core Formation Late Stage, drew out a strange weapon and aimed it at Ye Haochuan's neck, slashing fiercely, as if he intended to kill with one strike.
Trivial tricks!
