Guan Zhendong's gaze turned cold, and the smile on his face gradually faded.
"Looks like you have an issue with me, Tang Rao?" Guan Zhendong said to Tang Rao.
Tang Rao stepped forward two steps, stopping less than three meters away from Guan Zhendong.
"To be honest, until yesterday, I didn't even know someone like you existed. There were no grievances between us," Tang Rao said.
Guan Zhendong didn't speak; he just watched Tang Rao.
"I know there's some unpleasant history between you and our family's Ali. You want to deal with her, she wants to deal with you—it's all understandable. I'm not the kind to interfere, and indeed, I haven't interfered," Tang Rao continued.
When Bald and company arrived in Tiandu yesterday, it was Lei Li who laid the beat down, not him.
As for that idiot with the cannon, charging in wanting to beat me up, not hitting him would have been an insult to his 13 points of IQ.