Me?
In the silence, the petrified Meng Sang turned his head stiffly, incredulous.
Tears were almost uncontrollable.
Why is it me again? Uncle, have you gotten too used to tossing the kid around?
My dad told me to follow you and learn well, was this what he meant!
Not just Meng Sang, even Ling Shuo was dumbfounded by this smooth sequence of moves, if it weren't for the inappropriate setting, he would surely give a thumbs up.
Damn, bro, you're something else.
You just decided to toss William's kid like that!
And you did it with such justification, so convincingly that you were left speechless…
What else could be done?
This is the arrangement; bro, do you want a hostage or not?
Among William's many sons, this is the most promising one.
Since you got hurt because of Shiye's people, let Shiye's spokesperson's son serve you some tea, showing the kinship between us.
Bring the kid over directly and say, bro, I trust you.
