Chapter 342 A Sense of Foreboding
- Oh, this childish fellow.
- Tang Xiao dragged me to the private booth where Mu Zisong was, and began to rain his ire upon Mu Zisong.
- “What is the meaning of this? You know that I don’t get along with the guy whose name starts with a T, but you still get him to come anyway! Ya got something against me?”