Chapter 557 Face? Not Happening!
- Zhang Yunlong snapped back like a cornered beast. That one sentence lit him up. A man who’d already tasted death suddenly felt hope clawing its way back.
- His eyes flared like lit fuses. He stared at Marcus Crawley and snorted, “Yeah, I’ve still got a card to play. Everyone in this villa—I used them to stall you on purpose. You’re strong, I’ll give you that. Didn’t expect them all to fail at slowing you down. But Marcus Crawley, that’s all you are, isn’t it?”
- “If you really knew who’s backing me, would you still have the guts to talk like this?”