Gu Junhao didn't get angry and didn't even give him a reaction on his face, laughing generously and admitting:
"I am low and cheap, but I'm not afraid."
He walked up close, the two of them at a similar height, but he carried a condescending air and said in a low voice:
"Qi Ming, you really are a failure."
Stung by Gu Junhao's words, Qi Ming's face turned black with anger and he raised his fist to smash it down on Gu Junhao's face. Gu Junhao didn't dodge, staring him down, and somehow prevented him from bringing his fist down.
Gu Junhao straightened his collar, crumpled by Qi Ming's grip, and said:
"I don't care why you drugged Xia Yumo or want to hear your sob stories. I came to tell you personally that I'm protective, and you'd better not mess with my people again. The first time, I'll let it slide as ignorance, but not a second time. If I become a monster, even I would be scared of myself."
