Sun Xiaole didn't dare to stick out his finger; he directly hid behind Ye Xiaofei, barely breathing and trembling violently.
Four men turned around in unison, all having caught sight of Ye Xiaofei. While sizing him up, Ye Xiaofei was doing the same to the four men.
The four men were all shirtless, one with a sharp knife tattooed on his back, sporting a buzz cut, and wearing a knife earring. He was also flaunting wealth with a gold chain around his neck, sitting with crossed legs and swinging in his chair to his heart's content.
Suddenly, Daozi stopped moving, placed his feet in slippers onto the ground, looking at the unimpressive Ye Xiaofei, in his early twenties with no apparent threat, snorted disdainfully and pointed at Sun Xiaole, saying, "Xiaole, come here, let Brother Dao see if you've put on weight again?"
Sun Xiaole's body stiffened, as if mechanically standing to attention like a robot, his heart fluttering madly, his steps slowly moving towards Daozi.
