Hao Jian glanced at the middle-aged man's crotch in the Taoist robe, his eyesight was very good, and he immediately noticed a stain.
He burst out laughing and said, "Haha... I think you're not just brainless, your kidneys are probably useless too. You couldn't last a second, haha. You didn't even start and you were done. Whether a man can perform or not is critical, and if you're done this fast, you're hopeless. Haha. If possible, I can arrange for my eldest aunt's second uncle's third aunt's old sow to lend you for treating your kidney deficiency!"
Hao Jian rattled off a bunch of insults.
The middle-aged man in the Taoist robe was too angry to speak.
If he weren't this quick, he would have directly instructed Yang Yu and Yang Zhiyuan to make their move earlier, without needing to interfere himself.
Once a man falls into a tender trap, it's hard to escape. How could he allow others to interrupt at such times?
