"Ha ha, what a big mouth!"
Wu Rouyun sneered, "Wu Youwei, at the end of the day, is just given a bite by the ten great families. Does he really think he can rank himself among them?"
"Bitch, it's you again! You hit my subordinate earlier, and I haven't settled that score yet. This time, I'm not here alone, and I'm going to make you regret it!"
He touched his mustache and waved his hand, and immediately dozens of people burst in from outside.
They clearly weren't decent people, with vicious tattoos on their bodies and sinister expressions.
The air was thick with a terrifying vibe.
Yang Ruoyi was so scared she took two steps back, as she was just an ordinary person and really felt some fear facing this group of vile individuals.
The mustached man sneered, "Scared now, aren't you, Miss Yang? If you don't want blood flowing like a river here, then obediently come with us. I know you don't want others to get hurt."
