"You ant!"
Jun Moyao was somewhat angry. Being defeated by Jun Moxie ten years ago was the shame of his life.
"I'll make you understand how ignorant and incompetent you are in front of me now!"
"Good son, don't waste words with him, cripple him, and make him crawl like a dog at your feet, never daring to speak loudly in your presence again."
Jun Moyao's mother shouted loudly.
She really didn't want to see Jun Moxie anymore.
Though there were several assassination attempts before, none succeeded, and later they stopped only because they thought Jun Moxie was worthless.
Who would have thought this kid would dare to come back today seeking revenge?
If that's the case, it's all the more reason to kill him, so people can see what is foolishness and what is greatness.
"Hmm!"
Jun Moyao nodded in agreement.
Ten years ago, he indeed wasn't as good as Jun Moxie, but in the past ten years, he had received a massive amount of resources from the Shang Clan and Jun Family to cultivate.
