"AHH!!"
Accompanied by Luo Qingcheng's shrill scream, a loud bang suddenly echoed from above. Dust cascaded down like rain, covering Chen Xiaobei entirely. He looked back and saw Liang Zheng standing atop a large rock, staring at him furiously. Farther away, Li Xinghe watched, flanked by a dozen bodyguards.
"Chen Xiaobei, you didn't expect this old man to come looking for you, did you?" Li Xinghe slowly walked up. He had already bathed, but a nauseating stench still clung to him.
Chen Xiaobei pulled Luo Qingcheng behind him and said coldly, "Old bastard, if I were you, I'd piss off. I'm in a foul mood right now, so you'd better not fucking provoke me."
"How dare you worthless scum cause trouble at my place! Chen Xiaobei, kill them all for me!" Xi Yao, who was in the river, also went berserk, shouting with adorable ferocity.
