Zhou Yuanfang snorted coldly and immediately said, "Li Fei, I admit that you're an exceptional young man, but these are not words to be taken lightly. If the old man of the Zhao Family really dies tomorrow morning, then I can responsibly tell you, even getting down on your knees and kowtowing to me would not be a problem."
Zhou Yuanfang was always very irritable, and with this in mind, even though he had a certain appreciation for this young man, it didn't stop him from speaking his mind.
Li Fei could only helplessly shake his head. He knew who his enemies and friends were, and Zhou Yuanfang's words were purely instinctual. To anyone else, such a thing might seem inconceivable, which was the main reason for Zhou Yuanfang's current mood.
