Leng Bosun seemed unsurprised, a smirk tugging at his lips: "What, are you not afraid anymore?"
"Afraid! Of course I'm afraid! But I'd rather watch them all die! This ecstasy far outweighs my fear!" Lv Liang gripped the wine glass fiercely.
With a cracking sound, the glass shattered.
Indeed, Lv Liang now harbored grave hatred towards Zeng Chang and Ye Guichen.
Seeing them die in agony had unwittingly become Lv Liang's life's goal.
Leng Bosun reached into his pants pocket and threw a piece of paper in front of Lv Liang: "Alright then, go here at ten o'clock tonight, my men will meet you there and we'll take action together. Don't worry, no one will know about this. Once it's done, you'll reclaim what's rightfully yours."
After speaking, Leng Bosun turned and left.
Lv Liang lowered his head, looking at the piece of paper.
It had an address written on it.
A bloodthirsty frenzy curled at his lips, Lv Liang picked up the bottle of wine on the table and drank it in one gulp.
