Feiergle gritted his teeth and glared at Ye Ling, his eyeballs almost popping out.
"Are you fucking kidding me? Huh! Do you think our Fei'er Family is easy to bully?"
Feiergle was nearly insane; he had already given 120 billion, and yet Ye Ling still wouldn't let it go? Did he actually think the Fei'er Family was scared of him!
Ye Ling shook his head: "Clan Leader Fei'er, you're wrong. It's not that I think the Fei'er Family is easy to bully; it's that they already are easy to bully!"
"I won't say anything else, but ask your precious son about the terms of our wager, which clearly included telling me the whole story."
"I suppose the future young master of the noble Fei'er Family wouldn't possibly lie or deceive me, right? Besides, I don't think you would either—after all, saying the wrong thing can lead to death, don't you agree?"
Ye Ling walked up to Feiergle and said with a smile as the latter's eyes turned red like a wolf's, almost biting Ye Ling.
"Are you threatening me!"
