"Long time no see, Luo Tian."
Those words made the masked man stiffen. He looked around, instantly on full alert. "Who's there?"
"It's me, Fang Ying!"
Fang Ying stepped out of a dark corner nearby, wearing sunglasses and a faint smile.
Seeing Fang Ying, Luo Tian's eyes turned cold. "What? You want to stick your nose into this?"
Fang Ying's mouth twisted. "Kirin considers this man important. You can't kill him."
Luo Tian chuckled, completely disregarding Fang Ying's words. "Heh, Kirin's getting more and more overbearing. You tell me not to kill him, and I'm supposed to obey?"
"Hmph, we're overbearing? Zhonghai City has always been Kirin's territory. Your Lu Association didn't even bother giving us a heads-up before killing people here at random. You've crossed the line, you know that?" Fang Ying replied icily.
"Hmph, what a joke. Since when did the Lu Association need your permission? Believe it or not, I'll..." Before Luo Tian could finish his threat, a basin of dirty foot-washing water came splashing out of the darkness, soaking him from head to toe.
"What's all that racket? Go home if you want to chat! Jabbering away down there in the middle of the night—are you going to let anyone sleep?" a woman suddenly shouted from the window above Luo Tian's head.
"You damned hag! You're asking for it!" Luo Tian trembled with rage. Just as he was about to retaliate, Fang Ying suddenly moved, charging straight at him.
Luo Tian's eyes hardened. He flipped his palm, and several pebbles shot out like sharp swords.
Fang Ying's headlong charge seemed completely unaffected. His eyes glowed faintly red behind his sunglasses, and he pushed off with his right leg, leaping into the air. His body spun, neatly dodging every pebble.
Seeing how agile Fang Ying was, Luo