Wen Quanyong was in so much pain that he couldn't stand up.
He cared about his dignity, so he didn't ask the onlookers to help him up.
Although he didn't ask for help, there were still many people who wanted to curry favor with him, the young master of the mayor's mansion.
"Come, come, Young Mayor. let us help you up."
If it were any other time, he would kick these lowly people far away and even spit on them if they came close to him.
But now, even if Wen Quanyong wanted to kick them, he would not be able to do so.
Wen Quanyong rejected their help and said directly.
"One of you go to the mayor's mansion and inform."
"Inform that I, Wen Quanyong, was beaten up!"
"Heavily injured!"
The few people who came forward to curry favor with him fought to do this job.
Without waiting for Wen Quanyong to finish speaking, there were already people running towards the mayor's mansion.
