Song Han sat beside Fu Shi and revealed the big bump on his forehead.
"Cousin, I'm begging you. Please help me. She hit me in front of so many people. How can I hold my head high in the underworld in the future? I promise you that as long as you help me teach that woman a lesson, I'll definitely be obedient after that."
After Fu Shi glanced at the wound on Song Han's forehead, his heart softened and he relented. "Alright, I'll send someone to investigate that woman so that you won't get humiliated again."
"That woman!" Song Han was so angry that he gritted his teeth. "That woman isn't human. She even has a brat beside her. She looks quite pretty, but she must have used a demonic technique. She even wanted to…"
"Fu Shi, I'm back." A crisp female voice interrupted Song Han. After Song Han turned around, he was so frightened that his face turned pale.
