792 A Cruel Game

Old Lu looked up at the man who laughed like a lunatic with raging eyes.

Ming Zhi Yi moved his leg and raised Old Lu's chin with the tip of his shoes, "Hey, father-in-law, we meet again." His lips turned into an evil arc, "I am quite satisfied with our meeting but why are you glaring?"

"Mmph!" Old Lu glared at Ming Zhi Yi. If looks could kill, he had killed Ming Zhi Yi many times over.

Ming Zhi Yi just enjoyed the view. 

"How is your stay here? I am sorry the trip was quite rough. Don't worry, I'll let you play so you'll get entertained."

The veins on Old Lu's head turned more visible. "Hmph! Hmph!"

"What? Do you want to say something else?"

"Hmph!"