Luo Zilin scoffed, "These days, any random cat or dog calls themselves someone's uncle. They should take a look at what they are."
"You—" Wan Gu's eyes widened, "Who do you think you are, daring to run wild on my turf!"
"Your turf?" Shen Qinglan sneered.
Wan Gu, consumed by anger, forgot all thoughts of making friends, "I've been living here for months; don't you think it's my turf?"
"I've already bought this place," Shen Qinglan said coldly. "I've hired Ah Xiang as my guard, and her condition was to keep Ah Jiu and her mother here. As for you... go back to where you came from."
"Do you think I will..."
Before Wan Gu could finish his sentence, his neck was harshly grabbed.
"Uh..."
Due to difficulty breathing, his eyes bulged as if about to pop out.
"Mind your language," Duan Yunfei said coldly, "Say 'old man' one more time, and I'll show you who the real old man is."
Ah Jiu screamed in fright and immediately shut her eyes.
