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“ Mo Fan, you have to pay for your own stupidity. Currently, your father is kneeling down to my foster father in front of everyone. I believe that makes you feel even worse than you personally kowtowing!” As Yu Ang saw this scene, he didn’t have a trace of sympathy. Instead, he laughed once more.
“He’s just returning a gift. My dad is a simple and honest person, he feels that it’s more sincere if he were to return a gift.” Mo Fan turned around, his eyes were coldly gazing at Yu Ang, who was still laughing.
“I see you’re not convinced until you’re faced with the reality. In that case, let me turn you into an ice cube first, and then slowly enjoy this kind of ceremony that will cause you to never raise your head again within Bo City!” Yu Ang swore, as his eyes dripped with disdain.