"Damn it, you haven't worn it!" Liu the Tyrant glared at him fiercely, angry: "Isn't Cow someone's woman? You damn well snatched her from him. Also, last time at Jinsheng Bath City, didn't you call a female technician? Damn, that female technician, who knows what kind of tramp she is, but you still wore it with gusto..."
Liu the Tyrant was poked at his sore spot and immediately attacked like a hedgehog. Just as Feng Zhixiao was also preparing to draw his sword, Ye Chen quickly waved his hand and said, "Alright, we're all brothers here, what's this about? Planning to start a fight, huh?"
"You bastard, you can talk about anyone else, but you're not allowed to talk about Fang Qin!" Feng Zhixiao glared fiercely at Liu the Tyrant.
"That's right!" Ye Chen glanced at Liu the Tyrant and said, "Apologize quickly, and don't talk about Fang Qin anymore. You can hit him or curse him, but absolutely don't insult his girlfriend, got it?"
