"Hmph, do you not understand what I mean? Or do you want to die here?" Ma Yu slightly squinted his eyes, a strong murderous intent flashing in his gaze, and the aura on his body started to become somewhat restless.
As the son of the Family Head of the Ma Family, and now directly inheriting the position, it can be said that Ma Yu's path to cultivation and status has been smooth sailing.
Now, he was actually being provoked by a kid from Earth, really courting death.
If this kid in front of him truly didn't know what was good for him, he wouldn't mind killing Chu Mo directly; Ma Yu was never a merciful person.
"Hehe..." Chu Mo chuckled at Ma Yu, then immediately stood up and said, "Ye Qianyi, take me to your boudoir, I want you to attend to me."
As soon as these words fell, the scene was instantly silent!
This was an overt provocation, an utter insult, a domineering, unbeatable arrogance.
Ma Yu's face changed drastically, turning as red as a watermelon.
