Reduced to rubble?
Lin Tian immediately fell silent, his cold gaze sweeping across the siheyuan.
Finally, he looked back at Long Motian and said lightly, "Are all the people of Dragon Cry City this arrogant?"
"You can try! Even if you can do it, it's not worth keeping this siheyuan, it would be exchanged for your Dragon Cry City being flattened instead!"
"Moreover, when Long Wuheng arrives, you'll regret the words you just said!"
Long Motian's face turned another shade darker.
"Damn... Meeting such an arrogant idiot like you again is truly a waste of time!"
He glared fiercely at Lin Tian, almost losing his temper.
But at this moment, his mobile phone rang, and he pointed at Lin Tiandao: "Stay put!"
He walked to the entrance of the siheyuan and waved outside. The two young men who had been closely following him immediately stood by the gate.
"Take a call, keep an eye on him!"
Long Motian said coldly, then walked to the side to take the call without any reservation.
