He was waiting for this old bastard to come out; someone like Wang Baobao was never really taken seriously, just a petty thug with some cheap tricks.
Su Xuan looked toward the sound and, upon seeing the middle-aged man walking in, raised his eyebrows with curiosity.
"You are their boss."
Su Xuan was speechless; he couldn't believe what he had done wrong back then. Wasn't this guy someone he had tricked before? Turns out he's the real boss—that's hilarious. Su Xuan didn't even consider this peon worthy back then, thinking he was just a low-level character. It was surprising to find out this guy is from the Langya Pavilion's upper echelon.
"Hmph, kid, last time you escaped, it was an accident. How confident are you this time?"
Dugu Lang said coldly, backed by more than a dozen men dressed in black, katanas on their backs, eyes sharp like hawks, filled with killing aura.
"Someone who couldn't even handle a few thugs, how come you're so confident you can deal with me, old man?"
