"Who is it?" Lan Huo walked to the front door and opened it. Those who could bypass the guards at the front were limited to several people. Upon seeing Long Shao Han stood there, he was stumped.
"Uncle?" Long Ying greeted from inside. He wiped the cream that was left on the corner of his mouth as he arched his eyebrows. "Are there any problems?"
"Yes, there are some people who are selling drugs in our territory." Long Shao Han's expression was grave.
"Why not deal it the same way as before?" San Xia asked while dragging An Lin from inside the training room. By now, the previously handsome face of An Lin was reduced to pig face with how swollen it was. It seemed that both San Xia and An Luo both targeted his face.
Long Shao Han had long gotten used to see An Lin got beaten up so he didn't even comment on it. "This time it's different."
"What kind of drug."
"You better see this first."
