"Stop right there, Keli! What kind of attitude is this? You actually dare ignore me?!"
Seeing Xia Ping act as though he had not seen him at all, treating him completely like thin air, Keli immediately flew into a rage. With a shout, he stepped in front of Xia Ping and blocked his path.
He enjoyed mocking and toying with Bati. He loved seeing Bati's aggrieved, unwilling, grief-stricken, yet utterly helpless expression—the look of a good-for-nothing. He wanted to watch that worthless waste struggle and howl in his hands.
But this Bati before him remained unmoved in the face of his mockery. Worse still, that expression clearly looked down on him, as though he were nothing more than a clown capering on a stage.
How could proud and arrogant Keli possibly endure such disregard? A worthless piece of trash actually dared look at him with such eyes—it was simply intolerable.
"Keli, a good dog doesn't block the road."
Xia Ping spoke blandly.
"Boss, this bastard called you a dog."
One lackey jumped out, filled with righteous indignation.
"Shut up."
With a smack, Keli sent the lackey flying with a slap, roaring in fury, "What the fuck, do I have no brains or no ears? Do I need you to point that out to me?!"
"Sorry, Boss."
The lackey covered his swollen red cheek, realizing that his attempt at flattery had landed right on the horse's leg.
"Bati."
Keli turned to Xia Ping, his expression dark. "Haven't seen you in a while, and your guts have grown quite a bit. You even dare speak to me in that tone now. Did you latch onto some backer and gain yourself some confidence?"
He found it utterly unbelievable that this cowardly, weak, foolish Bati had actually found the courage to defy him. It