Li Yuanhao didn't take Mo Qi's words to heart. In fact, he found them utterly ridiculous.
'Contact the King of Kaosan?'
'What a joke. Plenty of people know my father, but that doesn't mean he knows you.'
'Besides, I've never even heard the name Qin Daye before.'
'If he were someone important enough for my father to show respect, wouldn't I, Li Yuanhao, know of him?'
'What, you think you can scare me with just a single sentence?'
'You must be incredibly naive.'
Li Yuanhao sneered. "Stop playing dumb with me. Either fight or admit you're wrong."
"I already told you. Contact your father. He'll tell you what you should do," Mo Qi repeated.
"Enough!" Li Yuanhao growled, his sword-like brows furrowing in anger. His rage had clearly reached a boiling point. "You think you're so clever? That this is some brilliant trick? Someone like you isn't even worthy of a second glance from my father!"
Mo Qi was speechless.
