His time to die?
This guy was arrogant.
A dark glint of killing intent flashed through Lu Feiming's eyes. He rubbed his fingers together, as though deciding whether to kill the man on the spot.
He glanced at Xu Yuan.
But Xu Yuan showed no anger at all. He even sank into thought and murmured:
"You're right... you have a point."
The armored man had been ready to strike at any moment. He had not expected this reaction from Xu Yuan.
"You think I'm right?"
he asked.
"Absolutely. If thirty-second ads keep popping up, there's no way to enjoy a fight," Xu Yuan said.
The man raised a hand and pointed at Xu Yuan from a distance. His voice carried a threat:
"You have one hour to fix this!"
"All right. I'll figure something out," Xu Yuan said.
His attitude struck not only Lu Feiming as strange; the man was surprised too.
Even Xi, crouched atop the Ceiling Fan and ready to strike, froze.
"Brother, I'll take your complaint to heart. Head back for now. We'll resolve it as quickly as we can."
Xu Yuan spoke earnestly.
The man stared at him for a few moments, then asked, "Can you actually do it?"
The moment the words left his mouth,
A thirty-second ad appeared before Lu Feiming.
One appeared before the man as well.
"Don't do that, Lu Feiming. Do me a favor," Xu Yuan said.
"Hmph." Only then did Lu Feiming turn to look out the window.
The ads vanished.
"Go back for now. I'll take care of your complaint soon." Xu Yuan patted the man's shoulder, his gaze clear and sincere.
"My name is Williams. Remember it, and remember that I gave you two a chance to live," the man said.
With that, he left.
Once he was