The thing that truly pissed Miao Tianhua off was the fact that there was someone who actually dared to challenge him. 'Is this an attempt to snatch the position of my Mingyu Corporation? Interesting!' Miao Tianhua thought as he spun the string of costly lotus bodhi beads in his hands lightly.
At the same time, a few other men sat down beside Miao Tianhua—two middle-aged men and a slightly bent old man about fifty, sixty years old.
Xie Qi did not dare to be negligent in his service as he ordered for tea and fruits to be served while Miao Tianhua's group waited.
With Miao Tinahua's demeanor, no one would have expected that this decent-looking man was actually a ruthless butcher with his hands stained dark red with blood!
Soon, more people arrived in succession into the hall under the lead of Xie Qi.
Within them, there were people from Wulong Gang who had come to watch the show.