Upon hearing this, Brother Scar was outraged and yelled in anger over the phone.
"What did you say? Everybody around here knows who I, Brother Scar, am. Who would dare to mess with me? This punk must be getting too cocky. Just how many of them were there? What kind of weapons did they use?"
Mo Xigan spoke with a gloomy expression.
"Didn't I just tell you? There was only one guy and a sidekick with him, but the sidekick didn't even throw a single punch. It was this one guy who single-handedly beat all of us down."
"Despite all of us being armed, he didn't even cast a glance at us. He floored us all in a flash."
Brother Scar took a deep breath. He knew Mo Xigan was a ferocious fighter and was very loyal. He had always valued him highly. For all these years, hardly any problems had cropped up and due to his reputation in this area, not many dared to trouble him. But what was going on today?
He was utterly baffled and had to ask patiently on the phone.
