"You seem quite confident. I'm someone who clearly distinguishes between right and wrong. You all can leave!" Xiaobao's eyes were cold and indifferent.
Long Ziyan shook her head and said, "Can we talk privately for a moment?"
"There's nothing to say. If you don't leave now, I'll change my mind, and you won't be able to leave either!" Xiaobao had just killed someone; though he appeared calm, the murderous intent on him was still fierce.
Long Ziyan took a deep breath and said seriously, "Just two sentences."
"There's nothing to say. If you're eyeing this piece of land, there's no way!"
Getting cut off by that old fellow Duanmu Yang had made Xiaobao very uncomfortable. All the effort had been his, yet he had to share it with others!
Long Ziyan was taken aback and said, "I never said I was eyeing this land."
"Huh?" Xiaobao was surprised, furrowing his brow, "Weren't you all determined to get this land before?"
