465 Why Must You Court Death?

"Director Han, isn't it time to settle the score between us?"

As the words left Ye Chen lips, Han Ziming's expression faltered ever so slightly, but he still sneered without batting an eyelid. "I don't know what you mean."

"You have absolutely no idea what I'm talking about, isn't that right?"

Seeing that Ye Chen refused to come clean, the corners of Ye Chen's lips curved into a smirk. "Before your servant died, he asked me to deliver a message to you. He said that he will be waiting for you in Hell!"

"Bastard!"

"You killed Uncle Zhong!" Hearing Ye Chen's words, Han Ziming's calm and controlled act had been broken. He couldn't contain the words that spewed out of him. He was in no doubt that Uncle Zhong was dead, and that Ye Chen had his blood on his hands.

The bystanders were confused by what they had overheard, but stepped back to give way; even Yao Yu was no exception. Everyone knew of the feud between Ye Chen and Han Ziming.