"Which b*stard?"
The old man's eyes narrowed as he sensed that something was wrong. Although he had a gut feeling about this, his mind told him that it was impossible.
The middle-aged man's expression turned a little strange.
"Is it that trash from the Ye Family in River City?" the old man finally asked.
"Yes, Old Master."
Hearing this, the old man's face turned pale with anger.
Pa!
His palm slammed onto the table beside him, shattering it.
The antique tea set that was worth tens of millions was also completely destroyed. The tea splattered everywhere, including on the old man's clothes.
The middle-aged man knew that the old man would react this way, so he looked helpless.
The old man stood up and said angrily, "That b*stard actually dared to kill a member of the Jiang family? Does he want to die so badly? In that case, the treasure also fell into his hands as well, right?"
