"If you obey me, I can spare your lives, but you people are ungrateful and insist on opposing me," Li San said coldly.
"Obey you? Become your dog?"
Fu Wansan angrily retorted, "You're dreaming."
Beside him, Zhuang Ruo agreed, "Though your Li Family is powerful, don't think you can do whatever you want."
"Moreover, you're just an adopted son of the Li Family; stop flaunting their status to intimidate us."
Since everyone already tore their masks off, Fu Wansan didn't mind using harsh words.
Fu Wansan's words seemed to hit a sore spot for Li San.
Li San's pupils suddenly contracted, and the murderous intent in his eyes was unmasked.
"You bastard, you're courting death," the glasses-wearing man behind Li San stepped forward and cursed at Fu Wansan.
"Young master, you can rest. Leave these people to me."
Li San nodded, advising Nantian slowly, "Be gentle, don't kill Fu Wansan; I want to torture him to death slowly."
