Wang Ming knew all too well the power of Qin Long's fist.
"Boss Wang, who's this cripple?" the beauty in Wang Ming's arms asked, pointing at Qin Long with disdain.
"My, my, this is none other than Qin Long, the fiancé of Tang Xuewu, the number one beauty of River City! He's been freeloading for three years, leaning on that crutch. Absolutely useless. Shameless to the extreme." Wang Ming surveyed Qin Long condescendingly, growing more thrilled with every word.
With the banquet just around the corner, Qin Long will be kicked out of the Tang Family any day now.
"So shameless," the beauty sneered, her eyes cold as she looked at Qin Long.
Ignoring them completely, Qin Long leaned on his crutch and started walking slowly toward the hall.
It's not the time to get rid of Wang Ming yet. The moment isn't right.
"Wait!" Wang Ming, however, relentlessly blocked Qin Long's path.
"Is your life not precious to you?" A sudden chill emanated from Qin Long.
