The body of Tang Daliye on the ground shivered, lost his voice and exclaimed, "How is it possible? You're his ... you're the master of my backstage boss, you ..."
Zhao Menfeng laughed coldly, "That's right, I'm that backstage boss surnamed Yang that you're talking about, the master of that famous feng shui master Yang Tianchao, this damned bastard, who deceived his master back then, and for the sake of glory and riches, for the sake of being able to enjoy a life of ease outside, as well as the ambitions he had within his heart, he even carried out a backstabbing on me! If my guess is right, your backstage boss is him, right?"
Speaking here, he slowly pulled out a photo from his shirt pocket, reached out and threw it in front of Tang Daliye and said with a sneer, "Look at this photo, is y
