"What? He wants me to go beg him?"
In the VIP room, Duann Yu was absolutely furious.
CRASH!
He violently flipped the table and chairs in front of him, stomped the table to pieces, his eyes filled with cold, murderous intent.
Duann Yu was about to lose his mind!
He was the Third Young Master of the Heaven's Edge Sea Pavilion, a man of immense status and prestige. Normally, even some Emperor Realm Powerhouses would affectionately call him "Little Duann" when they saw him.
Now...
Jiang Chen actually expected him to personally go and beg for mercy?
"Damn it, who the hell does he think he is? As if he's worthy of making me bow my head?" Duann Yu was like a furious lion, his hysterical roars echoing through the VIP room.
Ma Kun and the others at his side were so scared they didn't dare to speak.
They looked at him with fearful eyes.
HUFF... PUFF...
