PEERLESS GENIUS SYSTEM II

Chapter 310: Writing an Apology Letter

Did this man know sorcery?

Jia Zhengyi could not think clearly as a chill ran down his spine, and his hair stood on ends.

Xiao Luo squinted at the thin man with an evil glint in his eyes. "Did I say you could leave?" he asked, as he casually poured himself another cup of Pu'er tea.

The thin man kneeled on the ground for a few beats before his face scrunched up, and he wept unashamedly. "Hey man... oh, no, I mean, Big Brother. Your issue is with Jia Zhengyi; it's nothing to do with me. Just... just treat me as if I'm nothing and let me be," he cried.

Upon hearing these words, Jia Zhengyi was so incensed that he spat at the thin man. "Scaredy-cat, bloody coward!" he hissed.

"What do you know? This is what it's like to keep up with current affairs. This Big Brother here obviously isn't a regular person, and killing us will probably be like squashing a couple of ants to him. You offending him is your own problem to deal with, and I have no wish to be buried beside you," the thin man retorted, immediately distancing himself from Jia Zhengyi—he was the kind of person that people referred to when they say "all smiles one second and treacherous the next."

"Quiet!" Xiao Luo bellowed.

"Good man... err, Big Brother," the thin man responded.

The corner of Xiao Luo's lips curled up into an evil smirk, and his assessment of the thin man was that it was always better to deal with an honest villain than a hypocrite.

"Thank you for the kind words, Big Brother," the thin man gushed.

"I told you to keep quiet just now. Why are you disregarding my words?"

Xiao Luo's expression changed, and his face cracked a cold, heartless smile. The thin man froze, and before he even knew it, Xiao Luo mercilessly shoved the teacup he was holding into the thin man's mouth.

The ceramic cup and smashed into the thin man's front teeth and shattered into numerous razor-sharp fragments. The pieces tore through his mouth with several reaching his throat, and as the thin man swallowed involuntarily, the shards lodged in his throat.

"Ah...Ack...Hurh..."

The thin man squirmed on the ground in pain, grunting with a mouth full of blood. He could not say anything for quite a while, as he had a finger in his throat attempting to dislodge the fragments.

This scene filled Jia Zhengyi with fear, and he was sweating bullets. This was just too cruel and terrifying. He hurriedly turned to look at Xiao Luo but what he saw frightened him—for Xiao Luo now looked no different from a demon.

"You...just who are you? H-have I offended you somehow?" he whimpered, his voice was trembling as he humbly lowered his body as far as he could go.

Xiao Luo glared at Jia Zhengyi and said nothing else. He extended his hand again and grabbed at the air, and Jia Zhengyi's mobile flew through the air into his hand. Ominously, Xiao Luo placed it in front of the man. "Open up Weibo and write up an apology to Su Li!" he barked.

Su Li?!

Jia Zhengyi was so shocked that all the blood drained from his face. "Y-you were sent by her?"

Xiao Luo was running out of patience at this point and was becoming agitated. He yanked Jia Zhengyi up by his hair and dragged him down towards the tea table, before slamming his head on the tabletop and holding him there.

BANG!

Jia Zhengyi reeled from the impact as forehead smashed violently on the tea table, as the sturdy wood it was made of was much denser than a human skull. Jia Zhengyi's head was bleeding profusely, and his glasses shattered instantly.