C760 Bi Fa It's Your Turn to Perform

"Ha! You think a shabby notebook is enough to bluff me?"

Gong Yuliang feigned composure, but the beads of sweat forming on his forehead gave him away.

With a casual flick of his wrist, Ye Hong sent the notebook whizzing through the air, smacking Gong Yuliang squarely in the face.

"Take a good look inside!"

Ignoring the throbbing pain on his face