Poor Young Master Andre was already writhing in pain just like some kind of headless worm, but the moment that he felt Tianlong Yun's gaze on him once again, he couldn't help but shiver more.
It wasn't in pain anymore but in fear, and terror. He felt like he was being stared down by the Devil himself. His heart started running just like some kind of racehorse, while his soul was leaving his body.
Right now, the only thing he could think about was why the hell had he ever thought of appearing here and messing with this guy.
If he was given another chance, he would be avoiding this place like he was avoiding plague itself, unfortunately, there is no medicine of regret.
Tianlong Yun looked at the poor guy like he was looking at some roach that he had to crush, as he said,
"I thought of giving you a chance before you started talking high and mighty, but your attitude failed you! So, if you want to blame someone blame yourself!
