Duan Chao's neck was tightly gripped by Ling Tianyu, and the rage throughout his body was almost bursting out. If it weren't for the promise he made to the old man, wouldn't he have killed you right there? How could it be just a kick?
"You… who the hell are you?" Despite being a Tai Chi master and inner family expert, Duan Chao could still make a sound even with his neck tightly grasped. Enduring the pain in his body, he asked Ling Tianyu coldly.
"Who am I? Fine, I'll tell you who I am." Ling Tianyu suddenly exerted force with his right hand, pressing him down so that he knelt on the ground, utterly unable to stand.
"You know Duan Yanran, right?" Ling Tianyu lit up a cigarette, looking down at him as he asked.
Upon hearing this, Duan Chao trembled all over in pain. Of course, he knew Duan Yanran—a snitching bitch. How could the young master not know her?