"Murong Yeyun, it seems you really have gone mad!" After coming out of the Murong Family house, Hao Jian's previously aggressive momentum dissolved in an instant, replaced by a gloomy and angry expression, with a faint glimmer of scarlet in his eyes.
He then burst into laughter, "It's good that you've gone mad, very good. If you're mad, then I can slaughter you with a clear conscience!"
If I don't see some blood shed this time, perhaps you all will really start to think that I, Hao Jian, am someone easy to bully. The past vow of 'never-ceasing enmity' was not merely a joke.
Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out the latest iPhone and casually dialed a number, connecting the call in less than three seconds.
"Boss Hao! What's got you in the mood to call me out of the blue today?"
A respectful voice came through on the other end of the phone.
"Doggie, I've heard you have a brother in the Capital City who's the leader of a gang, is that right?"