Loud laughter resounded from their table as Lai Mingjie almost choked himself with his self-ridiculing laughing. Director Cheng covered his face with both hands and hardly swiped his palms down. He lost it; his senior lost it!
"I will kill him! I swear these three remaining years wouldn't pass without me killing that bastard!" Lai Mingjie laughed out again, attracting the attention of the other peacefully drinking demons. It seemed that someone infuriated Emodao again—was fighting with this powerful man quite a sport for them?
