"Lin Kuang, is it? Remember my name, Fan Qing. I will be the one to kill you."
Looking at Lin Kuang, Fan Qing spoke indifferently, his face turning cold.
"Heh, the one to kill me? Are you trying to be funny? Your Fan Family is truly foolish. I already told you to send someone more capable next time. You keep sending a flock of lambs to kill a big bad wolf. Honestly, that's not very wise. Is Fan Wudao an idiot, or did he get his head caught in a door when he made this decision?" Lin Kuang said with a playful look.
Hearing Lin Kuang's words, Fan Qing's face flushed red with surging anger. Now he understood why Gao Dongran had been so angry. This Lin Kuang was infuriating to the extreme—the man was simply asking for a beating!
Fan Qing took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm the rage in his heart. However, at that very moment, Lin Kuang's next words completely ignited his fury.
