"Brother, what else do you want?"
Old Eagle is not a coward, otherwise he would never have made it to where he is today. Although his anger was still suppressed, the flattering smile had disappeared from his face.
"About today's incident, give me an explanation," said Chu Ge, yawning and speaking casually as if the person in front of him were just an ordinary friend.
Old Eagle's expression changed: "What kind of explanation do you want?"
"Something of sentimental value," Chu Ge looked at him with a half-smile, his gaze suddenly fixating on his arm: "How about you leave one of your hands behind?"
"What? You..." Old Eagle's eyes widened in shock and anger, just about to say something when suddenly the sound of a phone ringtone interrupted him.
The inopportune ringtone made everyone present hesitate for a moment. Chu Ge took out his cell phone from his pocket and saw the caller ID displayed the name: Huo Tianqian!