Lingchong Xu tried to avoid him, remembering how Zhaoming was sucking up to him. He had no choice but to come up and yell,"Brother Pao ..."
As the young master of the rising Sky Pavilion, it had always been people who flattered him. He had never taken the initiative to do so. However, he had to lower his head when he was under the roof. If he didn't know what was good for him in this situation, he would only be asking for trouble.
Unexpectedly, Xu lingchong had just called out 'brother Pao' when she was immediately kicked to the corner by the mysterious man, almost suffering internal injuries.
"You think you can call me Pao bro? Are you saying that you and I are of the same generation?" The mysterious man's tone was unfriendly.
Xu lingchong was shocked. She couldn't care less about the pain in her body and quickly changed her words,"Master Pao ..."
