C332 My Blood Doesn't Taste Good

Su Yao took a deep breath, "In my capacity as the owner of the house, I order you to leave this place as soon as possible."

"But I just don't want to leave. What should I do?" Yass Lambert said with a smile.

Su Yao: "..."

Damn it, is there something wrong with this person? Why is he laughing so lowly?

"Since you're not leaving, I'll have to take certain measures." Su Yao stretched his wrist