Hearing Han Feng and the man's words, Ma Weiguo and Zhao Guanting's expressions changed at once.
They had already picked up on a few clues in Han Feng's tone and guessed that someone had deliberately torn open part of the seal suppressing the Red-clothed Female Ghost, releasing her—and that Han Feng might have been involved.
But it had only been a guess.
Now, however, Han Feng and the man's words made it practically plain that they were responsible.
Ma Weiguo and Zhao Guanting were somewhat resentful.
But what enraged and shocked them even more was the blatant threat and intimidation in Han Feng and the man's words!
For a moment, both Ma Weiguo and Zhao Guanting looked grim.
"Mr. Han, should I take what you just said as a threat?"
Ma Weiguo took a deep breath and spoke in a dark tone.
Zhao Guanting was even more direct. His expression turned hostile. "So you were behind what happened to our plot of land, Mr. Han?"
Han Feng was clearly undaunted. "So what if I was? And as for what I just said, heh..."
As he spoke, Han Feng glanced at Ma Weiguo and sneered. "That's right. I'm threatening you! What, do you have a problem with that? Not happy?"
"Tsk. I'm not looking down on you, but even if you're not happy, you'll just have to swallow it!"
Han Feng curled his lip in disdain.
"You..."
Ma Weiguo and Zhao Guanting were furious.
Then Ma Weiguo gritted his teeth and snapped, "Han Feng, don't push us too far!"
"Push you too far? Heh, hehehe..."
Han Feng sneered. Then his smile suddenly vanished, and his face turned murderous. "So what if I push you too far? I already told you: even if you're not happy, you'll just have to swallow it!"