A gust of wind blew by.
The sun in the sky was obscured by clouds.
Ye Tian and Du Wanhun locked eyes, his gaze unflinching.
Yesterday in the alley, he had merely turned Brother Bao into an imbecile.
Logically speaking, Brother Bao shouldn't have died.
There was something fishy about this!
Seeing that Ye Tian made no move, Du Wanhun said coldly, "Young man, the taller the tree, the stronger the wind blows against it."
"Have you heard of this saying before?"
Du Wenjie said impatiently, "Brother, why bother saying so much to him."
"If it weren't for his meddling, I would have had that slut Su Ruoxue by now."
"Today, I want him to kowtow a thousand times to Brother Bao's corpse."
"Not one less."
As he spoke, Du Wenjie sneered as he walked toward Ye Tian, "Kid, you know fear now, don't you?"
"Weren't you very arrogant when you were at Qingcheng International?"
"Since you dared to ruin my good deed, you must pay the price."
