Cao Xiang's eyeballs swirled around for a moment.
"I... I don't know either, my master, he always comes and goes without a trace."
Cao Xiang wasn't stupid, if he dared to rat out Xuu Honghui, Xuu Honghui would definitely not spare him.
Chen Xuan naturally knew what Cao Xiang was thinking.
"Wu Bo!" Chen Xuan didn't waste words and gave the order directly.
Wu Bo understood, and without saying a second word, swung his hand and fiercely slapped Cao Xiang's face.
Slap slap slap slap!
More than a dozen slaps passed, and Cao Xiang's face was streaming with fresh blood, his entire face stained blood red, a miserable sight to behold.
Cao Xiang couldn't take it anymore and hurriedly spoke, "Stop... stop hitting me, I'll tell! My master has a good relationship with the owner of the underground fighting ring. He has a room there, and he usually goes there!"
"Damn it, weren't you not talking? You deserve to be beaten to death!" Wu Bo cursed angrily.
