Poor Memory

"Go back and tell your boss that in the future, our two camps will stay in our own lanes and mind our own business. Don't attempt to challenge my patience. Otherwise, bear the consequences yourself!" Ye Yuan said to the pig-head-like Long Zhaotian.

"Wah, wah, wah, wah …"

Long Zhaotian's eyes were full of shock and fear, opening his mouth and wanting to speak. But his face was already swollen like a pig's head and could not open his mouth at all. He could only cry loudly.

"Hahaha … Long Zhaotian, your current appearance is really exactly the same as a pig's head! Looks like I'll have to call you Pighead Tian in the future! What kind of character do you think Lord Ye is? You're purely looking for abuse yourself!"

Seeing Long Zhaotian's appearance, Long Xun started laughing heartily.

He and Long Zhaotian were almost on par in terms of strength, so they could not do anything much to the other.