"What surprise?" Mr. Xiang was somewhat astonished.
Seeing the smile on Crow's face, he had a bad premonition.
"One of us has taken a fancy to you," Crow chuckled with a dark laugh.
"Taken a fancy to me?" Mr. Xiang immediately understood what the other meant, and his face couldn't help but change drastically, "Crow, if you dare to do this, I won't let you off even if I become a ghost!"
Crow chuckled again, "Mr. Xiang, if such words were useful, the many people you've harmed would have dragged you to the eighteenth level of hell a long time ago."
He turned to one of his henchmen, "Old Ma, we know you like this sort of thing. Mr. Xiang is all yours."
Old Ma was a burly brute with an incredibly rugged appearance, and upon hearing the words he licked his lips excitedly, "Hehe, don't worry, I guarantee to make Mr. Xiang's life a happy one every day."
