C352 Funerals

The smile on Chu Tian's face could not be maintained, it seemed like he did not understand how he had offended this fiend.

"Speak. Where is Hu Yiming? Otherwise, your store made of pure gold will become scrap metal." Hu Lei said.

"Mr. Hu, who is this Hu Yiming? How would I know where he is?"

The corner of Hu Lei's mouth curled up into a sneer