Ling Zhenghao was livid. "What did you say?"
How dare this insignificant worm speak to him like that? What was his status as Ling Zhenghao? And what was this guy's?
"I said, let me have some fun with your mom, and I'll give you the chance to be my son," Chen Xiao repeated with a laugh.
"You motherfucker! You're asking for death!" Ling Zhenghao raised his hand to grab Chen Xiao by the neck.
Chen Xiao scoffed.
CRACK!
Ling Zhenghao's arm dislocated, and he broke into a cold sweat from the searing pain.
"Don't show off those shoddy tricks of yours in front of me," Chen Xiao said, patting his cheek. "I don't care who you are, but take this as a warning: don't provoke me!"
With that, Chen Xiao popped Ling Zhenghao's arm back into place and leisurely walked toward the elevator.
Ling Zhenghao's eyes darkened as he stared at Chen Xiao's departing back with venomous hatred. "Damn it, you fucking loser! Your wife is as good as mine!" Loosening his arm, he grimaced and walked away.
