"Oh ... that guy."
Zhou Chengyan mulled over the name for a moment, as he reached for a toothpick and used it to lower his lit cigarette. The smoke rose up, making his exquisite features appear hazy.
"Yes, him. I'll make sure he has a tough time this time!" Li Heng announced, grunting at the end of his statement. In his twenties, he was at the peak of his youth and vigor, and had achieved a fair bit in the recent years. As such, he could no longer tolerate those past grievances that stained his honor!
"I'll decide based on the circumstances," Zhou Chengyan said after thinking for a moment, revealing his true thoughts.
The seemingly harmless words were still incomplete.
"In any case, he won't avoid a beating ..."
Zhou Chengyan stopped speaking, took his cigarette out of his mouth and held it with two fingers, blowing a continuous stream of smoke from slightly reddened, thin lips.
A light flared in his peach blossom eyes.
Should he strike?
