"Motherfucker, what are you two staring at?"
Wu Hai swung his liquor bottle, his face boldly confronting them.
Wang Jianglong really wanted to retort, "Staring at you, what about it!"
However, in the presence of Ye Fei, he didn't want to stoop to the level of this little fucker, so he just gave a cold laugh and ignored him.
Ye Fei treated Wu Hai as if he were thin air, continuing to drink and snack on skewers.
Just like that, Wu Hai was left hanging dry on the side, which was truly quite embarrassing.
"Damn it! You dare to disregard me?"
Wu Hai was fuming inside and smashed the liquor bottle onto the table.
At the same time, many eyes around them turned to look their way all at once.
But after a subtle hand gesture from Wang Jianglong, those gazes retracted once again.
"I'm asking you two what you were looking at just now! Speak up!"
Wu Hai strained his throat, pitching his voice very high.
