"Brother Ci." Chen Mo closed his eyes in fright and covered his face. He then stuttered, "Speak nicely. Don't hit my face!"
He had to go out to work later, so it would be difficult to explain if he was seen like that.
Huo Ci retreated, his lips curling up coldly and his eyes full of mockery. "Useless thing."
Why was he as timid as he had been as a young man? He had not done anything to him. Besides, had he beaten him up? He had threatened him at most.
Chen Mo had always admired and feared him. After all, he used to be known as the invincible Huo Ci in the capital. He had been famous for being the devil incarnate. There had been no young master in the capital who was not afraid of him.
In addition, he'd had a few close brothers backing him up. He had basically been able to do anything he wanted.
