"Damn you, I'll kill you!"
After a horrible scream, Long Zhixin, clutching his bloody fingers, roared heart-wrenchingly, his calf muscles suddenly powering up, ready to charge at Ning Fan!
Just at that moment, Long Tianze coughed lightly, and Long Zhixin's body shuddered, abruptly halting his movement as he shouted with grievance, "Master Long!"
Long Tianze firmly shook his head.
A look of resentment appeared on Long Zhixin's face, but he still obeyed Long Tianze's command and backed down.
This incident actually made Ning Fan regard Long Tianze with newfound respect; he hadn't expected him to have such great control over his subordinates, to make the severely injured and hot-tempered Long Zhixin stop his vengeful act with just a glance.
That was not something an ordinary leader could achieve.
Long Tianze's eyes had narrowed into slits, his knuckles turning white, and those who knew him understood that this was a sign he was about to explode in rage.
