"Why is he coming up here?"
Xing Wanli looked at Wan Chou suspiciously, turned to the young man, and laughed, "Oh, isn't this the little tyrant of the First Level, Gao Ming? Are you coming up to grovel to your master again?"
Gao Ming raised his eyebrows and retorted sarcastically, "Funny you should say that. Aren't you also here to grovel before your master?"
Xing Wanli replied, "Though I follow Brother Cai Yu, I haven't been like some people, using their connections to throw their weight around on the First Level."
Gao Ming sneered, "That's my own ability. So what about it?"
"What can I do about it?" Xing Wanli shot back. "You just keep groveling. It's not like you know what shame is anyway."
Xing Wanli smirked, stepped forward, and walked past both Gao Ming and Wan Chou.
Both of them are nothing more than dogs by other people's sides, what are they so proud about? Wan Chou sneered internally and turned to Gao Ming. "Brother Gao, who is his master?"
