"Big Brother, let me handle this. I promise to do a thorough job." As soon as Scars spoke, his companion tossed him a belt.
"Hehe, little girl, prepare yourself for a painful treat." Scars brandished the belt in his hand. Each time it landed on Lan Xin Ai, she felt her soul shatter.
Painful…
So painful...
Scar laughed maniacally: "Hahaha!"
"Bang!"
The abandoned iron gate was kicked open with gusto, and a crowd of black-clad bodyguards rushed in, taking everyone inside down without so much as a fight.
"Young Master," a row of uniformly dressed black-clad bodyguards greeted him in unison.
At the entrance stood a tall figure. It was none other than Xi Yemo, his face was dark and grim.
The depths of his black eyes held a cold glare that was chilled to the bone.
Cold!
The identity of the new arrival sent a chill down everyone's spines. They shivered uncontrollably, like leaves in the wind.
Young Master Xi, the ruling figure of River City.
