"Kid, you dare to call me scum?" Ye Xuan glared coldly at Li Zhaohui, fury flashing in his eyes.
He was the manager of a real estate company with assets worth millions, dressed head-to-toe in designer brands, unlike this poor loser clad in street market clothes who had the audacity to insult him.
"So what if I insult you?" Ye Xuan retorted. "Calling you scum is actually elevating your status, you're worse than that! I should have shot you onto a wall back then because, you're not fit to be a person, you're just leftover trash."
Ye Xuan didn't hold back with his insults, the contempt in his gaze almost infuriated Li Zhaohui to death.
"You think because I'm not showing my fangs, I'm a sick cat? Thinking you can bully me, any tom, dick, or harry trying to act tough in front of me."
Against these posers, Ye Xuan slapped back without mercy.
Pfft!
Hearing Ye Xuan's insults, Liu Ying couldn't help but laugh.
