"Heh heh."
Seeing Chen Yang had no intention of moving, Yin Jun immediately chuckled, "What's this? You're determined to keep pushing back against me, aren't you?"
His compelled intervention was naturally intended to flaunt his own style and strength.
So, not making Chen Yang pay a price, how is that possible?
Chen Yang relaxed his eyebrows, his ten fingers gently making motions.
Beside him, Yang Hu revealed a playful smile.
"Hand me a cigarette." Chen Yang raised a hand towards Yang Hu.
Snap.
Yang Hu glanced at Yin Jun, flicked out a cigarette, handed it to Chen Yang, and lit it with a lighter.
Chen Yang took a leisurely drag, smiling as he asked Yang Hu, "How long has it been since we last dealt with this kind of arrogant outsider?"
"Counting from Phoenix Water Mountain, it's been close to two years."
Saying this, Yang Hu also lit a cigarette, squinted his eyes, and fell into a reminiscent mood.
Chen Yang smiled but did not respond.
