He Lan Yuan was stunned. Then a great ball of fire expanded from within his chest.
"Not mine?" He glared venomously at Xinghe, spitting out his every word. "You say these achievements are not mine? How dare you claim that they are not mine, how dare you humiliate me thusly—"
He Lan Yuan was practically screaming at this point. His dry, slender neck was pulled tout, and a few veins on his forehead were close to popping. If he were any angrier, he would have died from an aneurysm.
His screams were so loud that almost everyone in the ship heard him. Shi Jian and the rest still jumped from his scream, because their fear for He Lan Yuan had been drilled into them when they were young. They all tensed unconsciously when they heard him yell.
"He has gone crazy!" Sam glared and was ready to push open the door to teach this old coot a lesson but was stopped by Mubai.
"Don't go in."
