"Bastard—will you let go or not?"
Di Yelei's iron arm muscles bulged one by one, his thick black sword-like eyebrows raised at an angle, as he grabbed Dong Chang with one hand. His tightly clenched fist was raised high, itching to strike down on the face he loathed.
"Come on! Hit me! Let's see if I, Dong Chang, am afraid of you today! Come on!"
He was completely defiant, throwing all caution to the wind!
Originally, when Liu Zhi'er divorced him, Liu Sisi had to compensate him with several taels of silver in order to take Da Mao with her. At first, he had fun with the money, but it wasn't enough to satisfy him. In just a short amount of time, not only did he lose all of it, but he also accrued gambling debt!
With the end of the year approaching and nothing left in his thatched hut, he didn't dare return to his friends, because he knew that they would take his life!
Out of options, he thought of Da Mao and set his sights on him!
