Think I'm made of clay?

Ling Han broke into a grin, turned to look at the Heavenly Phoenix Divine Maiden, and asked, "Feng'er, my wife, can you tolerate that?"

"No!" the Heavenly Phoenix Divine Maiden said with loathing. This Liu Yu kept using shifty eyes to peer at her, which made her feel disgusted.

Ling Han shook his head, and said, "Neither can I!"

He took a step forwards, and walked towards Liu Yu.

"Hey, hey, hey. We can discuss things politely, don't damage a good relationship!" Zhu Jin hurriedly jumped out to mediate the conflict. He was a businessman, and amiability made you rich. Furthermore, it was indeed Liu Yu who was too unconscientious in this matter. They had already kindly allowed him to have the cultivation chamber, so why did he still have to be so imperious?

Did he really think that the other was made of clay, and could be squeezed and molded as he liked?