In George's eyes, Luo Feng's actions were akin to courting death.
George had no intention of confronting Luo Feng directly. Instead, he smiled and said, "Young man, look carefully. I have twenty men with me. I could kill you at any moment if I wanted to, but I haven't. I hope you recognize the situation and leave immediately."
Having said that, George walked over to Luo Feng and grabbed his shoulder, intending to push him aside.
However, Luo Feng was not someone who could be easily dismissed.
George pushed with all his might, only to find that he could not budge Luo Feng, who appeared as immovable as a massive rock.
"You sure you want to cross me?" George spat, his face darkening. By now, over a dozen men had surrounded Luo Feng.
"It seems you've only brought these men with you," Luo Feng scanned the circle of people before his eyes finally returned to George. "If it's just these few, I'm afraid they're no match for me."
