"Speak! Who sent you?" Ye Wudao walked up to one of the guys, stepped on his palm, and asked with a fierce look on his face.
"It's not my fault, it's not my fault, it was Brother Bao, it was Brother Bao who said there was easy pickings here, that they are outsiders. Just by scaring them a bit and stopping them from working, they would pay to solve the problem..."
His palm pinned under Ye Wudao's foot, his fingers in excruciating pain, the guy blurted out everything in between sobs and urine.
Actually, the matter was quite simple, not complicated at all. It had nothing to do with revenge. These people were just some lazy good-for-nothings from around the area. They noticed that someone was working on this villa and it seemed like a rather large-scale project.
Their goal was simply to come and extort money. As long as they could stop the workers and scare them a bit, the owner of the villa would obediently pay up to resolve the issue.
