"Hah..." Fu Zhao scoffed. "He's gone. He's going to die tonight."
Old Master Dong was dumbfounded. He thought this was a good opportunity to get to know the Fu Family, but the atmosphere did not seem right to him.
Even though Fu Zhao was younger than Old Master Dong, he had a knack for business. There was a certain group of people in this world who were born for vanity fairs, and Fu Zhao was definitely one of them. Old Master Dong did not know why his son would offend such a person, and his face turned pale.
After a short while, he said, "I'm truly sorry for the inconvenience and problem my son has caused you. I'll make him apologize to you personally."
Fu Zhao then replied swiftly, "That son of a b*tch's very existence is already a mistake, understand?"
Old Master Dong was left speechless.
