He hated him profoundly, always fantasizing that one day, this man would fall into the mud in humiliation, and it would be his turn to look down upon him from on high, savoring that twisted pleasure of seeing him look up helplessly.
"That won't do," he said with mocking eyes, speaking at a torturously slow pace, "The proud Third Young Master Jun actually kneeling before me, such a beautiful, historic scene, it would be a pity to miss it. Open video chat, let your subordinate hold it, I want to see with my own eyes as you kneel and bow your head to me."
Third Young Master Jun's face grew colder, while the subordinate behind him gasped in rage, wishing they could tear Gu Yan to pieces.
But due to Third Young Master's restraint, they could only hold back their anger.
"Fine," he said calmly, hanging up the phone and moving his fingers slightly. A few seconds later, he opened the video call and had Lie Feng hold it.
