"Brother Long, this is the son of a friend of mine. Speaking of which, my friend is also one of your subordinates," Ding Xiang whispered tenderly in his ear, "His father is Zhu Zhenlong, from East Binhai, under Liao Hu's command."
"Oh? Someone under Liao Hu's command, I wonder who it could be," Guo Jianglong spoke contemptuously, "This kid obstructed my car on the road and even threatened to not make a big deal out of things."
"Brother Long, please don't stoop to a child's level. For my sake and for Zhu Zhenlong's, let him off the hook, how about that?"
Guo Jianglong remained unfazed, still smiling with a curl of smoke from his mouth: "Ding Xiang, I'd give you face, but would you dare to take it?"
Ding Xiang's body stiffened.
She was smart and had already understood what he meant.
"Brother Long, since you've made your decision, Ding Xiang has nothing more to say." Ding Xiang let out a sigh, casting a pitiful glance at Zhu Minghe.
