Having bought the Red Golden Dragon that Old Sir Feng liked, Lin Tongjia was particularly happy. He stopped the car, carefully lifted the fish tank, and was about to straighten his waist when an army green Jeep roared and drifted into position beside him.
Startled, his hand trembled, "Crash...", the fish tank shattered into countless pieces. Just as he was about to get angry, he saw Feng Tianzhi get out of the car with a gloomy face. He quickly smiled and bowed: "Young Master, you're back?"
Feng Tianzhi didn't even look at him, disappearing like a gust of wind. Lin Tongjia put away the lifeless Red Golden Dragon with a bitter face, shouting at the servants who were looking on: "Hurry up and get another fish tank, what are you staring at?"
"Yes, Housekeeper Lin." The servant responded and ran quickly towards the nearest house.
