Ye Tian grabbed him and yanked him out, asking, "Still want to curse? Tastes good, doesn't it?"
"You son of a bitch, I'll remember you. Just wait for the Wang Family's fury!" Wang Qiang still spewed garbage from his mouth.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, looks like you're not clean yet, your mouth is too stinking."
Ye Tian sneered, then grabbed Wang Qiang's legs and shoved him head-first into the toilet, flushing it repeatedly. Amid the roaring sound, Wang Qiang was forced to drink the water as bubbles frothed around his submerged head.
Before he could catch a breath, the flush was pressed again. The swirling water meant to wash away excrement surged down, filling his nostrils and nearly choking him to death. After several flushes, Ye Tian finally pulled him out.
"Feeling comfortable now? Still want to curse?" Ye Tian asked with a cold sneer.