Following that, the sounds of heavy footsteps could be heard. Fatty Tang panted as he stepped into Jun Moxie’s room, his face expressing exertions. At the same time, the vast room suddenly seemed much smaller. “Third Young Master, you scared me.” Tang Yuan’s face was a mask of shock. “I heard that you were killed and cried for the whole night. If we brothers were to be forced to part ways forever, then how am I supposed to live?”
Jun Moxie stared weakly at the fatty before him. He had the urge to jump out and kick him out! However, he was currently playing the part of a heavily injured person. He will have to spare him for now. His eyes on the other hand was spouting flames…