"Second brother, do you have something to tell me, or have you caused trouble again!"
At that moment, the phone rang, and a deep voice came from the other end—it was Qu Xiongtu's father, Qu Jianjun!
"You're Qu Xiongtu's father, right?"
Ying Yue spoke up, his tone indifferent.
There was a pause on the other end before Qu Jianjun asked in a low voice, "Who are you, and where is my son? Put him on the phone!"
"Sorry, your son is with me right now. But he dared to provoke me, and I'm very displeased!"
Ying Yue said, "What do you think I should do about him?!"
As soon as the words were out of his mouth, he casually tossed the phone onto the table.
"Wuu wuu wuu..."
Qu Xiongtu struggled fiercely, trying to speak, but could only make whining noises, incapable of uttering a single word.
And the entire venue fell silent, everyone stared blankly at Ying Yue, then at the phone on the table, their mouths clamped shut in fear.
"Who are you?"
