Gu Yuan braced his left hand against the bulletproof glass desk, his right foot pinning a human sandbag to the floor. He arched an eyebrow, sneering, "The 'Bao' generation? You lot look more like a litter of kittens to me."
The dull thud of dress shoes connecting with facial bone echoed through the room; with every strike, the newcomers retreated half a step.
"So, you’re the toughest one of the lot, are you?"
"You’re the one who dared to send a threat letter to my wife?"
Chapter 300