"You really have some nerve, wanting to hit me one moment and begging for mercy the next. Do you have any principles at all?" Chen Yang asked coldly.
At this moment, Yang Zhiyong was filled with fear, not wanting to end up half-paralyzed like Scarface.
He couldn't care less about face anymore.
"I was wrong, please don't hurt me, I won't dare anymore, I promise! I truly promise I won't act recklessly with you again." Yang Zhiyong begged desperately, not caring about his dignity at all.
Seeing this guy's pathetic state, Chen Yang truly had no desire to hit him.
It wasn't because of his begging.
It was because he didn't deserve Chen Yang's effort.
Hitting him would only dirty his own hands.
"Not daring to act recklessly with me, does that mean you'll still bother Sister Caiyun?" Chen Yang asked coldly, looking down on him.
