"Pff... Hahaha!"
The other person couldn't hold back and burst into laughter, clutching his stomach, "Does that idiot really think we're like Jiang Taixuan, those old fossils whose Qi Blood is depleted and can only rely on sucking blood to prolong their life? Hahaha!"
Ji Wuying thought of this most likely possibility, and couldn't help but shake his head, showing a trace of a smile.
However, that smile was soon replaced by a newfound murderous intent.
"Enough!"
Ji Wuying slammed the table suddenly, stopping the laughter and discussions of the crowd, his face turning cold and murderous again, "No matter if Fang Qingyu is arrogant or has other schemes, the urgent task now is to retrieve the 'goods'! The deal between the Patriarch and that esteemed person must not fail!"
