"If something really happened, it can only be said that you were incapable of discipline, and you can't blame others!"
When Changqin said this, Si Nanyue's face turned even more ugly and her fists clenched.
He has always boasted that he manages Throwing Cup Villa very well, and the Seran clan's strength is growing day by day under his command.
But now, being directly accused by Sikong Changqin of being unruly and undisciplined was like slapping him in front of his face.
He laughed angrily and said coldly: "No matter what, since you are here, we will settle the old and new accounts together!" [
Changqin glanced at him sideways, caressed his palms, and said lightly: "I don't know how you want to calculate it?"
Si Nanyue thought for a moment and said: "If you can get out of here smoothly, then the old grudge between us will be wiped out!"
"Cancel it?" Changqin sneered: "If I can get out of here smoothly, your grudge can be wiped off, but mine cannot!"
"Oh?" Si Nanyue sneered.
Changqin slowly walked up to him and said word by word: "I have only one purpose for coming here this time, and that is..."
His evil and sharp eyes stared at Si Nanyue. Si Nanyue looked at his beautiful and confounding face, and suddenly felt very unhappy in her heart.
It is said that Sikong Changqin looks a lot like his father, and his mother has been obsessed with such a face her entire life, which is why she brought such a disaster to the Seran tribe.
Seeing this face, anger filled his eyes.
"I want to wipe out the Seran clan from this world with my own hands!" Sikong Changqin said coldly.
"Dream!" Si Nanyue laughed angrily and said coldly.
Sikong Changqin smiled slightly, his smile was charming, swaying like a cluster of flowers.
"Then we'll see!" His voice was decisive.
The two men looked at each other, filled with overwhelming anger and hatred that wanted to trample each other under their feet and crush them to ashes.