"Bastards! All of them! They usually take so many benefits from us, but at the crucial moment, they shirk responsibility! Bastards!"
Within the ancient, elegant architectural complex of the Duanmu Family estate, Duanmu Qingsuang furiously smashed his cell phone to the ground. The phone shattered, its components scattering like ricocheting bullets in all directions.
"Master, what's wrong? They refuse to help?"
"Hmph! They're just scared of trouble! Saying the opponent has a powerful backer, someone they can't handle. Even if one person can't handle it, if everyone worked together, they could suppress them. Bastards, they're all a bunch of bastards."
"A powerful backer? How powerful can they be? In Jade Country, aside from the Yu Family, who has more influence than us? Could it be that Yi'er has offended the Yu Family?"
"No!" Duanmu Qingsuang shook his head and sighed deeply. "He has offended the son of the Flame Emperor!"
