""It's just that, according to Brother Wang's usual way of doing things, if he found out that I simply let Ximen Boxian go like this, he would definitely not be happy," said Dong Jiahui."
Just as Ximen Boxian felt a release from his head and a sigh of relief in his heart, he suddenly heard Dong Jiahui say this.
Immediately after, Dong Jiahui bent down and a flash of cold light streaked across his hand, followed by a piercing scream that echoed throughout South City.
It turned out that Dong Jiahui had sliced off one of Ximen Boxian's ears with a knife.
"Get the hell out of here now, and you'd better not let me catch you again, or you're dead," Dong Jiahui stepped forward.
After Dong Jiahui spoke, he kicked Ximen Boxian in the chest once again.
He then took a large step forward, treading right on the ear, turning it into a bloody mess instantly.
"All right, understood," Ximen Boxian suppressed the pain from his ear.
