Morgan and Kobe's expression of facing death became even more obvious.
"Young Master, if you want us to blast His Majesty, we're totally fine with it. If you want us to blast the Queen of the United Kingdom or the President of the United States, we'd do it without a word, but blasting the eldest young master, we really... are scared."
Chu Lin was shameless and without dignity in front of Lin Jingsheng, but in others' eyes, he was a Tyrant. His gaze coldly swept over Kobe and Morgan, as if asking: Do you want to be stationed in West Africa? Morgan and Kobe considered the consequences of carrying out the order and felt slightly cowardly.
Lin Jingsheng stood up, hands behind his back, exuding a kind of supreme arrogance.
"My orders are not obeyed by my people, so you shouldn't follow me in the future."
Kobe and Morgan stepped forward in unison, "Young Master, please!"
Chu Lin, "..."
