But Lu Yinxing could sense it.
Xia Ye was also feeling uncertain.
He's been like this since he was a child.
The calmer and more composed he appears, the more serious the situation actually is.
The person in front of him indeed looked like an enraged tiger.
He glanced at Xia Ye, his voice like that of Yama: "What else do you have to say!"
Xia Ye finally spoke: "A person who can sit in a position like this shouldn't be as foolish as I imagined, right."
Cao Changhu's face darkened: "Brat, what do you mean by that?"
Xia Ye said, "I'm thinking, if someone like you really can't see the flaws in Lin Zhi's words just now, then that would be foolish."
Xia Ye's words were merciless.
Lu Yinxing was beside him, listening with a pounding heart.
At this very moment, Xia Ye dared to speak to Cao Changhu in such a tone.
If the man really flew into a rage out of humiliation, or was genuinely provoked.
The two of them might immediately be thrown to the sharks.
