"Will this work?"
In the pavilion, Su Mo sat down and took a sip of tea.
He felt that he had done nothing but drunk tea today.
"Why not?"
Yang Xiaoyun sneered, "Although Wu Daoyou is the Deputy City Lord of Sunset City, our Iron Blood Escort Company is not something to be trifled with. I have already given Wu Chengfeng enough face by saying that I will deal with him in 10 years. If he makes me angry, I will bring my spear to the Wu Residence and beat him up."
Su Mo nodded. He believed that Yang Xiaoyun could do something like that.
The Iron Blood Escort Company had the banner of the Iron Blood Dragon Spear, Yang Yizhi, so they were not afraid of others.
He was only a bit curious. "What's wrong with this Wu Chengfeng?"
"Sigh… It's a long story."
