Massacre

"Kill that punk and skin him!"

Yan Tiancong bellowed loudly. He was extremely infuriated. To create such a commotion in Heaven Amplification Trading Company territory, in front of Young Master Blood Jade, was equivalent to publicly smacking him in the face. How could he tolerate such a thing?

Instantly, servants began rushing in from every corner. The two Elders standing behind Yan Tiancong also began to surround Yi Yun from both sides.

Yi Yun looked at Yan Tiancong and the corner of his wrinkled lips curved up slightly, revealing a teasing smile.

This smile baffled and shocked Yan Tiancong when it landed in his eyes. For some reason, the smile looked somewhat familiar, but the aged face was clearly that of a middle-aged man that was not doing well. Yan Tiancong felt that he was overthinking things.