Now, the position of the family head has become something in the bag for Harley Qiao.
Harley Qiao would never give it up in the future.
Unless... just like his father, he meets an 'accidental' demise.
Cerillo glanced at him and mocked, "Because I just wanted to see your facial expression right now.
In his sardonic smile, there was a full mix of maliciousness, "Watching you work so hard, getting absolutely nothing in return, it's truly entertaining."
Garvit could not bear it any longer, he growled and charged towards Moy Cerillo, raising his fist to his face. But Cerillo just faintly twitched his lip and held his fist, "All flash and no substance."
With these words, he took a backhand swing at his heart and kicked at his knee.
Garvit fell onto one knee, clutching his chest, his face contorted in pain as he began to groan.
This was nothing more than an initial confrontation, but Garvit was already directly knocked down.
Harley was stunned, even forgetting to continue crying.
