"Qin Long, get on your knees and apologize to the Old Master immediately!" Zhang Meilan's face was grim as she glared coldly at Qin Long.
But Qin Long simply ignored her, slowly sipping hot water by the side.
"Qin Long, what kind of attitude is that for a cripple?" Zhang Meilan felt utterly humiliated. "Believe me when I say I could flay you alive!"
In her eyes, Qin Long was nothing more than a piece of trash they fed. And now he was blatantly ignoring her?
"Who do you think you are to command me?" Qin Long shot a cold glance at Zhang Meilan.
At his words, Zhang Meilan's expression changed dramatically, while Qin Long remained completely unperturbed. He had only refrained from stooping to her level for Xuewu's sake. But now that Zhang Meilan had jumped out to attack him, why should he continue to show her any courtesy?
