If So, Go Die!

'I have to win the Heavenly Yellow Root back!'

Young master Teng muttered as he gnashed his teeth, watching the Heavenly Yellow Root in Ye Feng's hand with red eyes.

At the order of his grandpa, he would gift the Heavenly Yellow Root to the big figure that he ought to meet.

Previously, he was confident that Sang Biao would defeat Ye Feng easily. Then, he could drive the jerk away from Fang Ying while keeping the Heavenly Yellow Root.

However, he could never imagine that the brat would defeat Sang Biao in one move.

'I have to get the Heavenly Yellow Root back! Otherwise, my image in the eyes of that big figure would be greatly diminished!'

Young master Teng then fixated onto the unkempt middle-aged man in the corner. Closely after, he strode towards him.

All the other playboys in the box hurriedly moved out of the way, given young master Teng's furious expression.