Wang Xiaoqiang ignored Angeck and turned his gaze to Angelo, coldly saying "Young Master Angelo, right?"
Angelo lacked the courage of his father Angeck. He was already terrified, trembling all over, his lips quivering, unable to speak coherently, "Ye-yes, I am... I am Angelo. No, not a young master..."
"Sure enough, the pupil surpasses the master. You're even more audacious than your father. Your father sent people to assassinate me, and you actually dare to kidnap my son, not just one, but both of my sons..." Wang Xiaoqiang said with a cold sneer at the corner of his mouth.
Upon hearing this, Angelo became even more panicked, muttering incoherently, "Sorry, I'm sorry..."
"Oh, what's the matter, no courage now? Weren't you the one planning to cut off my son's privates and feed them to dogs earlier?"
"No, no... I don't dare, I don't dare... I'm sorry..." Angelo stammered in extreme panic.
