Jian Ying was fuming. His aura was deadly. He was exceeding danger. It was just getting to the fun part when Heng Nianzu woke him up from his hot, wet daydream! He almost strangled the poor man.

"You dare disturb me?!"

"Yyy...young ma…"

He was stuttering. Heng Nianzu almost peed himself and the others in the room were no different.

"Shut up!!"

Jian Ying immediately cut Heng Nianzu short. He was domineering.. Heng Nianzu immediately shut his mouth and was now perspiring with his head lowered to the floor.

He did not dare wipe the sweat off his face and let it drip freely. That became another problem for him....