"Hey!"
Qin Feiyang grabbed Zhuge Mingyang by the neck, turned to look at the State Preceptor, and grinned, "Put away your damn arrogance right now, or I'll take off his head and give it to you as a ball to kick."
"You dare!"
The State Preceptor was furious.
"Wanna try me?"
Qin Feiyang teased.
The State Preceptor's face was stern, but eventually, he held back his power and said in a deep voice, "Let him go now!"
"Are you kidding me?"
"No matter victory or defeat, it's about life and death. He was the one who suggested it, and you agreed."
"So, even if I kill him now, no one is entitled to intervene, yet you're arrogantly asking me to release him?"
"What do you want? To bully me?"
Qin Feiyang looked at the State Preceptor playfully.
The State Preceptor felt disgraced.
If it were anyone else, he would have just walked away to avoid humiliation, but right now, it's Zhuge Mingyang in Qin Feiyang's hands.
He is very fond of Zhuge Mingyang.
He even has high hopes for him.
