Tang Yi smiled faintly, nodded his thanks, and said, "Gentlemen, thank you very much!"
"Since that's the case, let me be the host today and invite everyone for a drink!"
"But you might have to wait a little, as I need to first shoo away the eyesore!"
As his voice fell, his gaze once again settled on Liang Bei, with a playful smile at the corner of his mouth, "How about that?"
Liang Bei was totally dumbfounded.
He gritted his teeth, looked at the butler Yao Chun beside him with eyes red with anger, and shouted, "Didn't you tell me they had all agreed to submit to me?"
Yao Chun immediately panicked.
"Qu Changye, you are digging your own grave, do you know that?!"
"How could a mere Tang surname compare to our Liang Family's eldest master?"
"Now, I'll give you a chance—"
"If you don't wish to die, come and grovel before me!"
Qu Changye and the others didn't even spare him a glance. After all, why bother with a mad dog.
