"Or maybe they did it on purpose, just to..."
"Control me?"
Yuchi squinted at Han Ming, his mind racing. He didn't want the situation to become the latter; if the Great Tang Prison truly came with the idea of controlling him - Yuchi, then given his current strength, he wouldn't be able to resist at all. The opponent was too brutal; once things became hostile, the business association would definitely be treated very unfairly.
"So, what is the second matter?"
Yuchi stared directly at Han Ming. This question was quite crucial.
Han Ming felt uncomfortable being stared at by Yuchi, bewildered by how a mere mortal could harbor such a clearly invasive gaze.
Then, just one breath after Yuchi asked the question, Han Ming very seriously looked at Yuchi and said:
