"If you think you can understand quickly, bow down and do as he asked," Elder Gu sneered while Fan Yu looked at Wang Ming haughtily, occasionally stealing lustful glances towards the girls.
"Oh, and who said I'll comply with your demands?" Wang Ming asked with a confident smirk.
"Do you dare to defy me, Fan Yu?" the haughty young master approached Wang Ming, who showed a look of disgust.
"Hey, don't come any closer to me. I don't swing that way," Wang Ming said as he pushed him away. Even though he was a cultivator, he couldn't withstand Wang Ming's strength and fell to the ground.
"Motherfucker, what did you just say?!" Fan Yu was seething with rage. No one had ever dared to talk to him like that, let alone push him. But Wang Ming's next words fueled his fury.
