The Li Family needs to figure out how to withstand your wrath?
Hearing Ye Fei's words, the middle-aged man felt like he had just heard the most ridiculous joke in the world. He immediately shook his head in disbelief.
"Who the hell do you think you are? Haha, I'm not going to argue with you. I'll call our young master right now—you just wait to die!"
As the middle-aged man spoke, he immediately pulled out his phone.
Master Ma noticed this and was about to step forward, but Ye Fei shook his head at him and said, "Let him make the call!"
Inside a leisure club owned by the Binjiang Li Family.
Li Ming was currently enjoying himself, arms around two women, indulging in revelry, while those around him lavished him with compliments.
"Mr. Li, you really have an amazing tolerance for alcohol!"
"Mr. Li, you're brilliant, wealthy, and perfect—there's nobody else like you in this world!"
