Although Qiao Yun looked youthful, her expressionless face while holding the "weapon" was quite intimidating.
The two underlings pointed at Red Hair without consultation.
"I didn't hit anyone, I was just in charge of catching people."
"I didn't hit anyone either, I was on the lookout."
Qiao Yun's eyes, which clearly defined black and white, turned to Red Hair who was gritting his teeth.
"What, what do you want to do?" Red Hair's pupils suddenly dilated.
"You harmed her twice, both her hand and foot."
Qiao Yun looked down at Red Hair's hands and feet from her higher position.
Red Hair finally started to panic inside, but being restrained by the bodyguard, he couldn't move.
"Don't… don't…"
Qiao Yun raised her hand, showing almost no mercy.
"Ah!"
"Ah!"
Two pitiful screams almost blew the roof off.
The two underlings, seeing that Qiao Yun didn't even blink while using the iron rod to break their boss' hand and foot, nearly had their eyeballs pop out.
This…
