Mo Xing got out of the car, walked over to Ye Ling, and thumped him in the chest.
"You, what's the deal, getting into trouble and not calling me? I'm lucky I have location tracking with Shenfeng's phone or I wouldn't have known you were in trouble."
"So, now that you're a General, you don't need me anymore? Tsk tsk, that won't do. You're in my hometown now. I'm the host here, how can I let you be wronged?"
Ye Ling shrugged his shoulders, "Alright then, go ahead and kill them for me. I find them particularly unpleasant to look at."
"Right, they want to charge me with premeditated murder, and they have witnesses. I guess these guys must be the witnesses they're talking about."
Ye Ling spoke with great annoyance, and Mo Xing listened very clearly. He was slightly taken aback. These guys had really provoked the young master into such a rage.
