After Piao Chang finished his introduction, an exceptionally tall man stepped out from the back seat of a Red Flag sedan.
Lin Hai studied the man. His eyes were filled with a violent aura; his head was sharp and long, reminiscent of a triangular dagger. Despite his towering stature, he was very thin, with prominent bones and joints.
"Is this guy Piao Ba, Bi'an?" Lin Hai spoke up.
Piao Chang shook his head with a smile, "This is my bodyguard, the King of Muay Thai."
Everyone curiously looked at this "King of Muay Thai," whose aura was terrifying.
Lin Hai rolled his eyes. The King of Muay Thai's head looked like a man's pants when something's wrong down there. Usually, people who grow like this aren't particularly bright.
"You blocked my way just now and spoke rudely. I think it's necessary to let my bodyguard teach you a lesson," Piao Chang said casually, as if bullying others was an everyday affair for him.
