"Huh? Damn... it's you, you bastard!"
Wang Jinbo, with bleary drunken eyes, initially failed to recognize Ghost Shadow, but once he focused and took a good look, he immediately burst into profanity, "You punched me last time, nearly blew my balls to smithereens, and you still dare show your face tonight looking for death?"
"Hmm... seems like you really do know about Shen Zhao Jing!"
Ghost Shadow stroked his chin and said. Otherwise, with Wang Jinbo's pathetic skills, he would have had the gall to taunt him?
There must be some power backing him.
"Of course, what's it to you if I know about Shen Zhao Jing?"
Wang Jinbo's bragging was already out there, he might as well go all the way.
"Oh, then let's have a proper talk about it, where did you learn about it from, who else knows about it besides you, and where are they?"
Ghost Shadow fired off a series of questions.
"Humph, who the hell are you to me? Why should I tell you, get him, bust his balls too!"