"Haha," Ye Liu chuckled with a hint of meaning from the VIP room.
"I didn't expect Brother Xiao Yi to hold a grudge like this."
"Holding a grudge?" Xiao Yi smiled lightly.
In fact, it wasn't so much about holding a grudge.
He didn't even have the interest to waste time bothering about it.
He simply had to have that Wind Evil Seed.
To avoid unnecessary trouble, he intentionally showed hostility towards Young Master Lin.
Clearly, his purpose had been achieved.
Below in the guest seats, the guests' gazes towards Young Master Lin began to turn strange.
Of course, their look towards the VIP seats on the second floor also involved some frowning.
In their view, it was unwise for Xiao Yi to act impulsively, spending a fortune out of spite.
At least, for a Wind Evil Seed that was useless as a chicken rib, it wasn't worth it.
Young Master Lin, his expression slightly ugly.
