"I wish I could be hung above, perhaps I'd see many unique landscapes." The young man still replied in a cold tone, completely ignoring the attitude of the middle-aged man. In his view, it was very boring to argue with the middle-aged man, but if Fox or Tianxin were here, he would be willing to argue a few more times.
"Pas, better watch your attitude." The middle-aged man's face darkened, placing his hands on the table, and said coldly, his tone carrying a hint of threat.
"Are you threatening me, Chachai?" Pas looked at the middle-aged man, still wearing a teasing expression, but a faint killing intent flashed in his eyes. He wouldn't fear Chachai, even if their boss were here, he wouldn't care at all; at most, it would just be a big fight. Hydra did not restrict competition internally, but absolutely did not allow casualties, or else it meant death.
