Zuo Xianglong leaned on the sofa, leisurely crossing his legs, looking at Fang Yongzheng with a sneer on his face.
Just hearing Fang Yongzheng mention Zhong Zhaobei, he was very scared at that moment too.
In Jinling City, Zhong Zhaobei was like a fierce tiger, a nightmare to Zuo Xianglong!
Such a presence has always pressed down on him, leaving him breathless.
Ordinarily, he avoided him when possible, and when necessary, he would curry favor.
But the one thing he couldn't do was offend him!
If it weren't for contacting Zhong Zhaobei before coming to Le Ba, Zuo Xianglong thought he might have been bluffed by Fang Yongzheng's words.
"You suicidal thing, kneel down!"
Zuo Xianglong leaned against the sofa, coldly shouting at Fang Yongzheng: "Admit your mistake now. If I'm pleased, at most I'll break your damn leg! Otherwise, don't think I won't ruin you. If news gets out that you're strutting here using Mr. Zhong's name, your hundred deaths wouldn't be enough!"
