Xiao Liufu screamed, his bloodshot eyes looking as if they would split with rage. "Zhao Dong, you and I can't live under the same sky!"
No sooner had he spoken than he dropped to his knees, kowtowing to Zhao Dong with blood-red eyes. "Grandpa, I was wrong! Please spare me!"
A smile touched the corner of Zhao Dong's mouth. "Alright. You can leave with Cheng Haoyuan."
Mustering his last ounce of strength, Xiao Liufu stood and led the terrified Cheng Haoyuan out the back door, slowly disappearing.
The room fell silent. Xu Yafei gave Zhao Dong a deep look before leaving with her people.
Yang Sixue didn't speak; only the way she looked at Zhao Dong had changed. I really can't believe it. Who is Xiao Liufu? He's a prominent figure in East Sea! And yet, Zhao Dong had beaten him into such a wretched state?
Zhao Dong looked at her. "Enjoy your meal. I have to go."
Yang Sixue was taken aback. "What do you have to do?"
