"Please, mighty one, don't cripple me—I know I was wrong, I should have never messed with you. I'll roll out right now, never to show my face here again," Hua Junior said, his complexion drastically changing with fear.
Faced with someone who'd nonchalantly break arms and legs, Hua Junior had reason to fear. He had no doubt that Mu Chen was capable of crippling him without hesitation.
"Wrong? You really think Qingcheng International has no one in charge? You come here looking for trouble, and think you can just leave with a simple apology as if this is child's play?" Mu Chen said with a cold laugh.
"So what do you really want?" Hua Junior asked.
"I just want to cripple you, it's that simple," said Mu Chen before he walked up to Hua Junior and grabbed his throat in one swift move.
Hua Junior was a spoiled brat with no real strength; in front of Mu Chen, he was less than an ant.
