The warm blood splattered on Liu Yong's face, slowly sliding down, dripping onto his clothes.
With an expressionless face, he looked at Gu Zhan and said in a deep voice, "Lord Gu, I hope you will think thrice before you act. If things blow up, it won't be good for anyone. Lord Wan's patience toward you has its limits—so does mine."
Liu Yong gently wiped the blood from his face and said, "Young man, being a little arrogant is fine, but if you become too blind to others, disaster will follow. Let me make it plain: this is your last warning—enough is enough, or else..."
"Heh," Gu Zhan suddenly chuckled, then said slowly, "I forgot to tell you something: I too, have my limits. The moment Wan Yan set foot in Linjiang County, he began scheming against me. Last time, regarding the Rong Family, I had already warned you—do not provoke me. Yet you treated my words as mere wind, and this time, you come to provoke me again!"
Liu Yong said in a deep voice, "Then, Lord Gu, what do you intend?"
