Damn it, this is asking me to go fetch footwashing water. How can Mu Lin, a dignified Purple Guard, do such a thing? Isn't this a joke?
"I won't do it," Mu Lin said with a dark expression.
Chu Hao narrowed his eyes and laughed, "It seems you, as a newcomer boss, are very dissatisfied."
Chu Hao lifted his foot and kicked, and Mu Lin didn't even react before being sent flying. His glasses flew off.
Ma Yuan exclaimed, "Mu Lin!"
Chu Hao looked at Ma Yuan and said, "What? Being a boss doesn't even get this much respect? What's the use of having you?"
Ma Yuan roared, "You're too excessive!"
Chu Hao rubbed his nose and said, "Excessive? Who tried to give me a hard time as soon as I arrived, couldn't win, and still acted shamelessly, thinking I have a good temperament?"
Chu Hao rushed out and delivered a round of heavy punches on Ma Yuan, though he held back slightly; otherwise, Ma Yuan wouldn't have been able to withstand it.
"Ah!"
Screams continued.
