My Dear Junior

"You weak chicken! What am I mistaken about!?" Augustine yelled at him.

A delighted laughter came through from the other side of the screen, "Haha, what an interesting nickname for him...I hope you’ll have fun tonight, Tang Ye."

The screen went black after he finished his sentence.

Augustine felt uneasy about what the man on screen had just mentioned…

The black-haired man, Tang Ye, was Satan’s right-hand man. He was the person responsible for the organization’s core accounts and was extremely sensitive to numbers. He required protection as he could not do anything on his own.

Augustine had such a weakling on his turf now...what danger could there be…

Even though he had never seen Tang Ye in action before, it did not mean that he was not skilled, did it?

Hmph, even if he was skilled, there were so many guns aimed at him right now. What could he do?