Pretending or not, there was no longer any significance to it, Yang Yi thought it was about time to take the beast Wayne out.
If it weren't for a bit of curiosity, a bit of rationality, Yang Yi would have truly acted, but now, having subdued the urge to strike, he spoke in a deep voice, "I don't know what you're talking about, this is just a misunderstanding, let's leave it at that."
Wayne's eyes narrowed slightly, then he spoke in a low voice, "A coincidence might truly be a coincidence, but too many coincidences cease to be coincidental. You're not from South Korea, you're from Huaxia, you know kung fu, I've seen your footwork on Zhang Yong's body, and only on his."
Wayne took two steps forward, his expression was very angry, but his gaze remained icy.
