"Master, cut it!"
Bai Xiao's laugh was heartless, driving some people crazy with annoyance.
Shang Kaiwen held Liu Chuanfeng back, glanced at Bai Xiao, and realized this Bai Xiao was different from what she had imagined. People say your origin limits your insights and development potential, that the first half of one's life determines the heights one can reach in the second half.
But Bai Xiao was different, appearing uneducated and ostensibly short-sighted, yet somehow he was impressive everywhere he went.
She thought she could persuade Bai Xiao, to have him contribute to the glory of the Shang Family. But clearly, that was unrealistic; Bai Xiao felt no awe for the Shang Family, nor for anyone else for that matter.
The master quickly plugged in the machine, and the chainsaw began its whirring roar, ready to open its bloodthirsty jaw.
