"Uncle... this... Liang Fei... doesn't just have a problem. The problem is... it's huge!"
Jin Guangyi stared blankly at Ji Xiaolin, who was also so torn up about it that he was about to die. It took a long while before he, scratching his head and fumbling for words, hesitantly said, "Uncle, if it were someone else, I would have dealt with them without a word. But... this Liang Fei... he's really something else. Not to mention my cousin, even I have suffered a big loss at his hands, I really can't help you!"
"What? Xiaolin, you're saying you've also been at a disadvantage against Liang Fei?"
Upon hearing Ji Xiaolin say this, Jin Guangyi suddenly felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head, chilling him to the core.
Although he knew that Liang Fei was a tough young delinquent not to be provoked, he had never imagined that even his own rash and reckless nephew couldn't outdo Liang Fei!