"Your memory is really bad, little guy." Lachlan Shangguan said expressionlessly. His face was gloomy. His voice was flat and emotionless. He walked towards Jasper Murong slowly.
Jasper Murong felt sweating on his back. This is the second time I heard Lachlan Shangguan call himself this. Look at his expression again. There was a trace of panic in my heart. Na Na couldn't help but speak. "This. Just an accident."
Lachlan Shangguan suddenly stepped forward quickly. He waved his hand vigorously. The piano on the table was immediately thrown to the wall. It fell apart instantly. The broken pieces injured several other people in the room. And their wounds were all strangely the same as Jasper Murong's. Suddenly there were screams.
Jasper Murong's face turned pale.
Lachlan Shangguan supported the table with his hands. Lean forward and approach him. The other hand clamped down on his jaw. said coldly. "Accident. What an accident. Such an accident. How many more times do you want to go through it. You didn't take my words at all, did you? It seems that there will be no punishment. You really don't take it seriously. Come here. Show the photo. Everyone in the house gathers. If the young master is injured, he will also be punished."
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