Fellow enthusiast?
The man who sprayed the faucet twitched the corners of his mouth and pointed at Ye Ling with trembling fingers, asking, "May I ask what deep hatred or major grievance do you have with the owner of this car?"
Ye Ling was stunned for a moment, then stood up and patted his hands, "Brother, who are you?"
"I know you—I heard Shen Yuexin mention you in the hall just now. Ye Ling, Shen Yuexin's man," said the young man, taking a deep breath.
"Ah, one of our own, eh? Do you also have a feud with Liu Jie?" Ye Ling, upon hearing his name mentioned, was excited. It seemed he was indeed talking to one of his own.
The young man nodded, "I'm Mo Xing; my old man is Mo Zidao, the secretary of Donghai City. My dad holds sway over Liu Jie's dad, and Liu Jie and I are sworn enemies."
Ye Ling suddenly froze—Mo Zidao's son? Wasn't that the guy who appeared at Lin Yuqing's grandfather's birthday banquet?
