C298 Even the President Was an Ant.

The middle-aged man was stunned once again. He could no longer hide the anger on his face. He glared at Lu Yuhao and said angrily, "Do you really think that I am made of mud?"

Lu Yuhao smiled contemptuously and said impatiently, "I'm not here to listen to your nonsense. If you say something similar again, our conversation will end here."

"You..." The middle-aged man's face turned ashen