It must be said, perhaps having been arrogant on their own turf for too long, the people of the Miller Clan seemed quite confident.
Even though there were only two of them, facing more than twenty people, they dared to mock.
From their behavior, it seemed they really believed that on these few streets, no other force would dare to strike at them.
Miller Borg opened the box, picked up a cigar from inside and lit it.
He happily blew out a smoke ring, looking at Lv Bai: "So you're the so-called Brother Bai? Tsk tsk, your words are quite amusing."
"And what's that about going on TV, hahaha. If we want to appear on TV, we can do so anytime. Would the TV station dare not give face to the Miller Clan?"
Miller Wells sneered: "A nouveau riche is still a nouveau riche."
Lv Bai chuckled as he walked toward the two sitting in the outdoor café.
As he got close, he laughed lightly and added, "You misunderstood, what I meant was..."
