As soon as Ye Long heard what Mike said, he immediately felt displeased. What did that mean?
Did it mean that he was skulking around like a coward, afraid of his Boss, trying to survive in disgrace?
"Go to hell!" Ye Long kicked Mike irritably, then said, "What you mean is that I'm afraid of your Boss, can't afford to provoke him, afraid he'll finish me off, right?"
"Uh... No, not at all!" Mike hastily waved his hands in denial when he saw Ye Long's discontentment, which instantly made Mike's butt clench.
If Ye Long lost his temper and laid hands on him, his life would truly be over if he proclaimed it was.
"Enough. I don't care if that's what you're thinking or not. No more bullshit. Now you have two choices: one is to bring your Boss here to get taken down by me, and the second is for you to take down your Boss so I'll spare your life. Make a choice!" Ye Long looked at Mike, impatiently speaking.
