The entire banquet hall fell deathly silent as all eyes fixed on Zhao Dong in shock. Is he insane? How could anyone dare to say they want to kill Xiao Hongtian?
In the hall, sitting beside Hong Wu, Xu Yafei's pupils constricted. How could it be him?
Elsewhere in the crowd, another figure revealed a thoughtful smile. Zhao Dong, oh Zhao Dong, you came after all. But... are you truly a match for Xiao Hongtian?
Zhao Dong's arrival instantly sent a ripple of commotion through the crowd.
Xiao Hongtian stiffened, then slowly turned, his icy gaze locking onto Zhao Dong. "So you're the bastard who slept with Lin Qingyun?"
Zhao Dong strode forward, his eyes narrowing. "Your mouth is disgustingly foul, like you're spewing filth," he said coldly. "Watch your damn mouth!"
Xiao Hongtian's expression shifted. It had been many years since anyone had dared to speak to him like that.
