Lin Chen's voice, although not loud, carried a bone-chilling coldness.
Qiao Yong suddenly stood up and turned, walking step by step towards Luo Tao.
"Qiao Yong, what are you doing? Have you gone mad?" Watching the intense murderous intent in Qiao Yong's eyes, Luo Tao stepped back twice, his face turning pale.
The onlookers were even more shocked. Just who was this young man that the notorious Qiao Yong would kneel before him and take his orders?
Qiao Yong said nothing, steadily advancing towards Luo Tao.
"Stop him!" Luo Tao commanded, his voice trembling.
The bodyguards beside Luo Tao changed their expressions drastically. They were well aware of Qiao Yong's strength; asking them to stop him was like sending mantises to block a chariot.
"Whoever kills Qiao Yong, I will give them ten million, no, twenty million!" Seeing no one dared to move, Luo Tao shouted angrily.
Money talks. Hearing such a generous reward, his bodyguards finally took action.
