"That extra must be crazy to dare hit Young Master Wu."
"F*ck, we're doomed, we're doomed. The Wu Family Troupe had already spread the news. A lot of people are rushing over here now."
"That kick was too ruthless. Young Master Wu will never leave this be."
"If anything to blame, it's the fate of that unlucky extra."
The crowd was busy discussing what might happen.
Next to Ye Lingchen, the bald director was already panicking— his head full of sweat.
Young Master Wu was beaten up in his set. If they investigated the matter, he would probably be in for it as well.
"You're too rash." The bald director looked at Ye Lingchen. "Did you know who you kicked?"
"Who's that?"
