Awesome!
Cheng Biao actually managed to get so angry that he coughed up blood!
Ding!
The system announced joyfully, yet another hatred!
Wu Jie pretended to be shocked, "Damn, I complimented your son on his tough life, but you didn't have to be so happy that you puked blood, did you?"
Happy?
I'm happy my ass!
Are you praising my son? You're actually cursing him to die early, aren't you!
Cheng Biao, infuriated beyond measure, suddenly turned his head and roared at two men in black, "Are you watching a play? Throw him out for me!"
Cheng Biao screamed till his voice was hoarse, shouting loudly.
"Don't get so worked up! What if you die of anger right now, where would you be buried?"
At the raise of Cheng Biao's hand, the two men in black immediately halted.
"What do you mean? Are you saying that the Cheng Family Graveyard..."
