"Even if he was a beauty, he was too powerful to be kept under the boss's palm," the first man said, his voice now serious.
After a brief pause, the second man spoke again, matching the first man's tone. "The boss was always cautious. He couldn't raise a white-eyed wolf to steal all the women and power from under his nose."
Xu Feng's mind raced as he processed the conversation. These men weren't just idle scavengers—they were dangerous. The mention of his brother, the thinly veiled threat in their tones—it all fueled the protective anger in him.
But Xu Feng knew he had to stay calm. Revealing himself now, in his current state, would be a mistake. He was a man with dragon's bloodline coursing through his veins, but he was also a very naked man in what he assumed was now a lawless world.
