C159 Left young and powerful

The ear-piercing sounds of grievances that erupted from the crowd, mixed with the occasional cheers, were like sharp needles that pierced Luo Minhao's heart ruthlessly. His face turned purple, and almost turned into the color of a pig's liver.

It wouldn't be too late for a gentleman to exact vengeance in ten years!

He glared fiercely at Ye Feng, and planned to slip away quietly